by Nov 19, 2020
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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!

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2 сomments

Del Dec 30, 2020

Love this


Franka Dec 30, 2020

@Del, thank you!

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