Saturday, September 10, 2011

The City

There's a city by my heart
the channels leading there are often overpopulated
after all, the electric lights are a promise of something something else
unconfirmed allusion to better
Who wouldn't want to come,
gambling is all natural to human kind
But one thing most cannot see, know:
the roads running away are also crowded

The city also in my heart
is a black drain, crack in the reality
Once you fall you won't get up effortlessly
there's no guarantee you'll survive
because in the nightless night the dangers become slyer
Through the history of man the cities have been like that,
places where dreamers come to die

And the city will always stay to watch
even when open sewers take over
even when everything decent and healthy has been destroyed
The city's protruding carcass will always remain
the wars won't destroy it into dust

There's a city next to my heart
seducing, shiny, charged
but there's a lot that's dark, cruel, hard
while the cherry blossoms grow somewhere else

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