Inside my city, the beggars never craved.
We are businessmen, women, and children.
We are accepting disciples, would you like to join?
I promise you infinite satisfaction, love, and food.
How about knowledge?
We have loads of books inside the dumpsters, for free, like everything else.
You can relax beneath the gray sky, and count the shining stars.
No one will trouble you.
Winters are a bit rough, but the city is welcoming, her arms will protect you.
In return, we clean her skin from the buried diseases below her soil, her oceans, and lakes.
Humans are insane, and they never grasped tomorrow.
No, the city never hated her children.
She appeared sad to them.
But, she always embraced them.