City of Sin and Lost Hope

The rhyming scheme of this poem is ABAB and the coupled lines each have the same amount of syllables meaning each stanza's following A will be the same amount of syllables as the previous A and this is the same for B. Note that the number of syllables in each stanza is not set.

The air burns my skin along with my eyes.
The stench makes my stomach churn.
It chuckles at me as I swat the flies.
I just let the city burn.

The rats in the ally whisper my name.
They follow, selling promises to me.
Promises of future fortune and fame.
I walk on, over the scattered debris.

The beckoning w****s are on the street
and outrageously dressed pimps by their side.
I refuse to recognize or greet.
Offers of pleasure for money and pride.

I walk on to question the owner of the town.
I ask him to reveal his name.
"In the underworld I am renown."
Then Satan was who he became.

He tells me of sin and of lost hope.
"Is there any hope left?"
Confident, and cold, his reply, "Nope,
too much greed, lust, and theft."

Engulfed in sin, souls taken away,
they are placed in this city in death,
left to mold in their own sad dismay.
I realized I've taken my last breath.