Thoughts While Walking In My City….

Walking alone in my huge city,
My heart breathes in the atmosphere.
My ears turn toward the sounds of music, wonder… and beauty.
In the midst of the rush, I also smell the fear…
And the pain of lost dreams.
My heart is pained.
Everything is not lost…not as it seems.
Out of suffering, what can be gained?
Each day I see many in the rat race,
Stepping on others to get to the top.
Often they say “I’m ok”… trying to save face,
But want their crazy life to stop.
I am part of the city’s balm,
My life and work can bring calm…
How will I live my life?
Will I create beauty instead of strife?


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