Rugged Are the Surfaces-
In the heated jungle city girth
the roads and highways heating heated birth
Burst chuck holes crevice valleys bottomless
Those the asphalt mounds needs cutting resurfacing
Rugged on the streets we drive on over Chuck's holes
And Tom's Bumpy are the sidewalks we stride on
Cracks and holes yet we still go on
With in the cityscape we travel
Rugged are the surfaces
8/11/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2022
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2022
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