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!