Silence and Echo
The city was bustling and congested,
Surrounded by the air which kept it known
There among the million puppets,
Will never find a single soul
There the hours were celebrated,
With horns, machines and guns
The only things that were coerced silent,
Were the victim's moan
The puppets had their eyes staring down at the streets,
Cause the hands that played them,
Wore expensive rings
Selling the only plant,
bought them a renowned name in their dream
Where over time will come a new fame in scene
© Dshri
#writecopoem #urban #modernity
Surrounded by the air which kept it known
There among the million puppets,
Will never find a single soul
There the hours were celebrated,
With horns, machines and guns
The only things that were coerced silent,
Were the victim's moan
The puppets had their eyes staring down at the streets,
Cause the hands that played them,
Wore expensive rings
Selling the only plant,
bought them a renowned name in their dream
Where over time will come a new fame in scene
© Dshri
#writecopoem #urban #modernity