Black Serpents

In the dark alleys and shadowy streets,

The Black Serpents slither and meet.

A criminal gang with no remorse,

They deal in drugs and violent force.

With venomous tongues and deadly bites,

They spread their poison day and night.

Their eyes gleam with malice and hate,

A warning to those who dare to stray.

Beware, oh city, of the Black Serpents' sting,

For their bite is sharp and their power reigning.

They coil and hiss, ready to strike,

Leaving behind destruction and fright.

Yet hope still lingers in the night,

A glimmer of light against the Black Serpents' might.

The people rise, united and strong,

Against the evils of the serpent throng.

The battle rages on, day after day,

But the Black Serpents begin to fray.

Their hold on the city slips away,

As justice triumphs and evil pays.

So let the Black Serpents slither and flee,

For the city is free and the people can see.

That even in the darkest hour of the night,

There is hope against the Black Serpents' fright.