《Under The Crescent Moon: Power, Corruption & Lies/Laughing Stock (A Final Fantasy IX Fanfiction)》XIII: Toyota City
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Toyota City
This is the story of innocent men
Who once wandered without a destination
Until their steps of an once long procession
Came into this very same nation
By Alexander their people were guided
By the plateus of Zamo and Gunitas they were sustained
By Pluto and his Knights they were fortified
By the Theather and the Canary the nobles were entertained
By the factories and diseases, these people who came were chained
Without any left promises
They worked so hard until they were dead
To later be put into the deepest holes
Their bodies cold as the snow
No one could explain how each head felt
Before the hands of a crushed heft
Now let me tell you where it all began
All of them were once children
Orphans left along the way
Their children shared of a same dream
A dream to fly away
Sail and never come back
Concrete to fill in walls into cracks
Their dreams slept brought them the loom
To navigate and shared of the land of twin moons
Have you ever seen the sky?
They ask and there's no reply
Adults are so occupied
Living their double life
At this time of the night
All they can do is fight
To achieve a minor peace of mind
That's just their way of life
Sustained by a pack of lies
Some got this job made of a love unrequited
Life sits still only for we, the tired
Some work hard on the factory
To feed one's mouth with an entire granary
Some lay easily on the layers of a near sidewalk
Listening to the holy monk wearing a frock
Thought to be undead
Cut finely haze of burning cigarette
Bring some of us into same ashes
However, why can't some die just yet?
Had we been aware
While we sit in the chair
The eyes of the throne
Seem so prone
Watching into the unrest
No shard of mirror into himself
Dear Alexander
Can't stand the disorder
Never had been a lurker
For those who deceive
Maybe he can hear us plead
Each murmur of our prayers
To finish this warfare
Before we can bear the heart attack
Am I sleeping?
It can happen with we, the tired
Am I dead?
It already happened
My body can't reach heaven
I can't go further
I'm just a fellow worker
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