VISUAL PROMPT
by Adellanuki @ deviantart

Write a story or poem that could be titled 'My City on Fire'.
My City On Fire
Walking down the street of my city I think to my self “What happened here” I look around and I see trash on the floor, people yelling at each other, a smell that’s no city should smell like, I see people smoking, drinking slowly killing themselve but will the government tell them to to stop no In fact they encourage it and when people try to speak up about it and tell them what happens to them those people get silenced because as long as they are making money while people kill themselve it’s okay, but it’s really not I don’t want to grow up surrounded by filth I wasn’t to be able to walk down the streets and feel safe not have to carry a wepon with me because I’m afraid that something bad will happens to me and they are people who will just watch while you are getting hurt saying “it’s not their business” which is weird to me because this is your society it’s should be your business your city is killing its self, for once I would love to walk outside and hear quietness have peace instead we are too busy fighting with each other to realize that we are supposed to enjoy life not hate it so when I say this city is burning I mean it because we truly are ruining our city.