Narcopolis

Narcopolis is a euphoric place

Where there are no rules

And definitely no relations

Where you can hide away

From your burdens and sorrows

In a cloud of blissful illusions

Where your mother and daughter

Wife and aunt and Sister

And even the girl next door

Are all the same

Objects of no consequence.

Where rape and murder and theft are justified

And the court of conscience is nullified

Where you can wander without intentions

And still feel like you have somewhere to go

Where you can be fatally depressed

And never know that you are

Where you can be on the road to ruin

One more step and you plunge to death

But you never realize it

For Narcopolis is a euphoric place.