The city ,oh the city
The city, oh the city,
A place of endless noise,
Where people rush and hurry,
And cars replace the joys.
The city, oh the city,
A place of endless light,
Where people work and worry,
And dreams are out of sight.
The city, oh the city,
A place of endless sound,
Where people laugh and pity,
And love is seldom found.
The city, oh the city,
A place of endless pain,
Where people live and pity,
And hope is all in vain.
The city, oh the city,
A place of endless strife,
Where people fight and pity,
And death is part of life
Copyright © Mike Roberts | Year Posted 2023
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