Human Noise

I see city dwellers resting on concrete seats Day dreaming a thought or two The fragrance of coffee wafting out into the street Here’s to the situated sparrow poking and jumping about Searching for his daily opportunity Honking cars and fuming buses some filled with people, some without All moving quickly with a purpose to somewhere The city is buzzing about at cool summer 78 degrees Red lights, green lights an old man afoot singing to himself unaware Just think of what he’s seen in a lifetime Buildings coming down and sky scrappers going up Constant motion and change and crime Kids on skateboards with I-pods in their ears Dial up phones to cell phones in everyone’s hands I wondered if he had a humming in his head throughout these years? Or was he busy in the past reading books he’d already read? Isn’t interesting all the commotion mankind makes While a small bird eats the crumbs from a piece of old bread