City of ...?

Discrimination, agitation, the colours of our world are fighting one another. Love is shadowed by the waterfall of blood that pours from the sky. Bullets that cast thousands into soft in-animation. In a world that while walking down the street can mean the end of ones dreams we have such ignorance. This city should not exist but it does, in side each and everyone of us the city of hatred prospers, our veins flow with it. Conjugated destruction, an obstruction, feel the sorrow that untouched, from the hands of repression fly to the stars with objection to this world of regression. Hesitation must not be used to release the cold darkness that is held in the hands of discretion. Rally forth to relieve the grief from the convicted, no one is restricted, the innocent must stay so pure, we must be sure that the colours are seen and noticed. I hope this world can burn itself free of all the debris that fogs peoples hearts and minds, let us reverse this tragic curse. Let us unwind and bring love, piece and unity to this city of blasphemy. I shall see no difference and love thee only similarly until mine eyes are un-blackened as the never lighting sky, and brushed until the stars hath a glow of which Gabriel holds.