City
I follow black rivers in the night
Chase rainbows of neon light.
Far off the lightning plays
Dark stares from dark alley ways.
Sirens wailing in the dark
Police lights down in the park.
My feet pounding the pavement
I latch onto my bereavement.
Maybe if I walk a day or more
I'll reach a blue and peaceful shore.
And as I watch the palm trees sway
The wind and sun and I will play.
But now I am in this dismal place
Tears streaming down my face.
I look up towards the sky
I think I see an angel cry.
So I walk down this black river
Cold night air make me shiver.
Through the concrete I will roam
Because you are no longer home.
Copyright © Heidie Buys | Year Posted 2007
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