Poem -
City Life
With all the loose ends
We have come undone
Tearing up the streets
Looking for hope
Not necessarily bad
Not brilliantly good
With all the poison in the air
Birds are still singing
Ain't necessarily bad
Ain't brilliantly good
With all the hate in this town
We make love by the alleys
PayamSafiri
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