Steem-Pocalypse - Day 1

Death Trap City

The city has been a death trap for months,
the sewers have backed up onto the street.
There's not much left in this torn city,
to keep me another day on my feet.

The looters came first, left nothing good,
and the rioters burned the city to the ground,
It's been days, no, weeks, I've been surviving,
off crackers and a few cans of food I've found.

I took refuge in an abandoned apartment,
to get some rest, dream of my next 'meal'.
I looked for useful tools and equipment,
that would improve my chances a great deal.

It was then I heard banging downstairs;
Someone's trying to break in here!
I gathered my things and opened the window,
climbed out and down drenched in fear.

I made a run for the distance.
There's no way I'm dying today.
I need a place for the night,
somewhere safe to stay.

I found scissors in a flower shop,
and a big stick off a nearby tree,
but the van in the parking lot
next door is to where I'll flee.

This is my home for the night,
there's nowhere else to go.
I hope I wasn't followed here,
by that stranger I don't know.

Thanks for Reading!

You rock!