Author:

The scene opens up with the city gates,

Corruption everywhere as if run by hate.

There's guards everywhere taking bribes,

There's probably even guards looking for a bride!

Oh woe how corruption is,

My over dramatacism of this corrupt abyss.

I lack so much trust but can't get enough,

To show my own disdain,

For life so i write this story in frame.

Guard a:

Oh little boy over there,

Give us the gate fare if you are square.

Main character:

Bastard how are you so unfair!

Guard a:

But I haven't even started doing anything wrong there!