The City Park Bench

The city park bench Busy city, busy people, busy life Privacy unattainable even when you strife Busybodies around meddling everywhere Privately aiming to muddle every affair Yet they find peace in this location Their love unrestrained by commotion In the midst of chaos and foul stench A love nest is built on a public bench Encircled by noise yet they speak softly People scampering yet they sit calmly Hand in hand, innocently as if in paradise Regardless of brutes present to jeopardize Engrossed by each other’s company Spontaneously crossing legs in synchrony Unmindful of the stench from the adjacent trench Sitting comfortably on the rusty metal bench