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Posted by on Thursday, November 11 @ 00:00:00 UTC

This City
on Thursday, November 11 @ 00:00:00 UTC
Palejacob writes:: " Does this city have a plan?
Does this city have a hand that I can hold?
When I look out from my city window
And see another thing to make this city cold

Another group of people fighting
Voices carried through the air into my dreams
A young man doubled up in dim lighting
The early morning creatures make this street not what it seems

Does this city show the way
To a warm protected day where children play in parks
Without the fear of falling victim
And could they live without reminders of these scars?

And in this city I reside
I plot my course and pass the time
And this city isn't mine
But I wish that I could call it home

Does this city have a name
That in fondness I can claim as something close to me
To feel that I belong here in it?
And if I left it and returned, would it know me just the same?
Would this city know my name?

Another year, I'm still abiding
And faces echo of the places I have almost lived in
And sirens wailing, calling, chiding
Seem to ask me, "Am I giving?" Am I giving in?

Does this city ever change
As it slowly changes me and will I come to find
This city doesn't change my mind?
Here in my room alone, I wonder will I ever call it
Home? "


 
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Re: This City (Score: 1)
by blovely (blovely@cox.net) on Thursday, November 11 @ 21:27:08 UTC
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I like this kid. It's cold...I felt alone though! We need more poetry that makes us feel. I lack imagination in my life and you made me see outside of my cousy little box.Thanks!!


 
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