#CityscapeChronicles

City life
where daytime never ends and nightfall is just an extension.
Office blocks lit up like Christmas trees with the continuous motion of traffic lights below.

The City so loud and hectic with its constant drone of car horns, sirens and chatter.
As crowds of people go briskly about their buisness, dashing in different directions with no patience for the tourist.

Busy City workers who commute wearing suits and trainers, no spare change for the homeless man, no smile for any strangers.
Everybody's in a rush with not a minute to spare its all corporate deals and sales pitching to the chairman in his Lare.

Yet behind all the pompus there is poverty and strife a different side to the city, hidden but in plain sight.
Where the streets are mean and women turn tricks, all day and night just to get their fix.
Mothers with children who go to bed hungry, it's hard to dream when your consumed with worry.

Adolescents joining gangs for some social status equipped without conscience and some sharp apparatus.
Kill at will with no thought or no feeling,
So another kid just lays there bleeding.
Life slipping away he lay their still and softly gazes at the City lights beyond the hill.














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© Jade