by Nov 19, 2020 473 views 14

the city and us

the city and us

This city is too tired

To live in foot with me,

Slouched buildings -

Cold and violent,

Canned people - all I see.


And soulless given wander

Along these grim sidewalks,

And tears of broke and hungry

Are frozen on the top,

And birds are now rulers

And trash bins - now home,

Pretentious is its silence

Its sterness - just phantom.



But fists of young are knocking

On fluffy skin of skies,

If someone's there to open

Please, do!

We still have time!


Del Dec 30, 2020

Love this


Franka Dec 30, 2020

@Del, thank you!

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