Sun comes up over city lights.
Street urchins devoured the night.
One person peering out the window sees
another person doing the same
five meters away
yet we’ll never speak to each other
or know each other’s names…
The city scape isn’t daunting
like the desolating landscape of the country.
In both places though,
the sunrises are lovely.
Life’s a treat.
Let’s go out and wander the streets,
find some decent eats,
dodge the street sweepers,
say hello to the street sleepers,
never know who you might meet.
However many million men, women and children,
life can be resilient
in the heart of the city.
I dreamt that I was here
walking down pavements and alleys,
writing in hideaway cafes,
making myself happy