when life came to a stop

The city of sky scraping towers
once so glamorous and heinous
now turning sickly dull.

Rampant prostitution
lucrative drug trade had
ruled the early times,
though shut down, confined swift
by the revered men in blue.

The once artistic fervor
now all but dissipated.

No creativity flows,
not even in the sewers.

A series of forgettable events
none marked so impacting.

Disillusioned.