City Light Poem by Ezio Olubelleau
City Light
What do you call it?
The city lights—
With billion lives
In restless plights.
Footsteps echoing
From a failing height,
Sirens like trumpets
Piercing every wall.
People colliding
Like arms at war,
That restless hum
You can't ignore.
What do you call it—
City lights or madness,
Grace or just sadness.
Oh, city lights.
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