#CityscapeChroniclesThe sky line painted by Gods own hand,His canvas bold, vibrant and grand.The city alive with a pulsating beat.While the sewage runs right under your feet.Mile high Legos reach to the clouds, While acres of concrete pave the stage for the crowds.Honking of horns,The cussing of sailors.Fed Ex drivers and UHaul trailers.Congested beauty of piss riddled parks.Not really safe to jog in the dark.People from the air look like busy lil ants,wearing expensive suits and designer pants.Hailing a taxi,talking on cells.Eating lunch at a cafe' riding the rails.City never sleeping, the lights tracers so bright,it's a nightmare to many but to most a delight.
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