I Have Lived Them Both
Looking for the branches on these
buildings tall, looking for the leaves
on a plain white wall. Looking for
the sky but it's hidden by smog, no
wildlife here just a mongrel dog.
Winter, summer, they are all the
same, an aura built in progresses
name. Tarmac rivers with concrete
banks, litter mountains and petrol
tanks. The only colour a passing
car, no stars at night only the local
bar.
Tall pines and lush green grass, a
field of corn and a pool of glass.
All the seasons of different hues,
nature free and shares her views.
The air clean and water bright,
cloudless skies and starry night.
The rhapsody of the skylarks
call, standing in awe at sunsets
fall. The quietness, the elegance,
the honesty, life with no pace or
pretence. This is the place for me.
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