The city stands weak

Its future looks bleak

Sodomy and sin

Have brought its end

The powers wrath

Follows the path

Paved by wrong

Sings deaths song

And Sodom dies

To dirt and flies

Its sister to follow

On the ‘morrow

To share the fate

Of a city too late

For corruption and vice

They pay the price

Gomorrah at fault

One statue of salt

Stands ‘lone in the sand

To mark the lost land