The Lost City

Like a luminous dawn
Life before is absolutely momentous
Amiable ambiance in the town
Crafts such a righteous locus

Precious embrace by serenity
Spawn a land of marvelous peace
Build up through dovish humanity
Yahweh, your fabulous masterpiece!

But a strange surprise began to hit
Beating the irenic silence
The atmosphere began to shift
Conquering the quite ambiance

Muteness vanquish by cacophony
Produce by terrifying guns
The  City is present lonely
Left by its aghast sons

Pristine air started to fade
Even the sniff began to change
Smoke of bomb widely pervade
Carrying  the scent of horrible challenge

The laugh of felicity
Turn down to a miserable innocent cry
The lively glad City
Lost its bliss and began to dry

The previous fearless land
Poorly raid with vicious fire
The melody of good sound
Invaded by the plane's ghastly tone of desire

The taste of sweet candies
Started to fall into an insipid death
The  zone of serene air bodies
Replaced by a disastrous heat

Entire City is dead like a deceased body on an urn
Distorting heaven down to a hellish ground
Though impossible, when you'll return?
Missing Marawi, the crying land