cravings

Under the lowering sky, in the humid atmosphere,
The houses ooze black sweat and their ventilators breathe foul odours;
The Horror of life becomes more apparent
And the grip of of spleen more oppressive:
The seeds of uniquity that lie in every man's heart
Begin to germinate;


A craving for filthy pleasures takes hold of the puritanical,
And the minds of respected citizens are visited by criminal desires...