Future Legend

<br>And in the death<br><br>As the last few corpses lay rotting on the slimy thoroughfare<br><br>The shutters lifted in inches in temperance building<br><br>High on poachers hill<br><br>And red mutant eyes gaze down on hunger city<br><br>No more big wheels<br><br><br><br>Fleas the size of rats sucked on rats the size of cats<br><br>And ten thousand peoploids split into small tribes<br><br>Coveting the highest of the sterile skyscrapers<br><br>Like packs of dogs assaulting the glass fronts of love-me avenue<br><br>Ripping and rewrapping mink and shiny silver fox, now legwarmers<br><br>Family badge of sapphire and cracked emerald<br><br>Any day now<br><br><br><br>The year of the diamond dogs