Cries of the City

Cries of the Streets Tonight the sky is darker than normal A blackness where even the shadows go into hiding Still, creatures roam the streets Looking for those who will challenge their reign Cries fill the sidewalks and alleys Screams of pleasure and pain The wails of the Banshee collecting it’s souls Women stand on the corners looking Men prowl looking for their next conquest Sirens take away the dead and dying While babies cry for their long lost mothers Thus, it is life in the city Where hope fades with the sun And life in just not to be lived It is just to be survived