Sitting on over bridge
They talked and talked
About the city
And how it is going to
Destroy itself.
They talked about politics
About education
About health hazards
About administration.
While talking they sang
The songs of birds
And barbers and air
And dust and stone
And life and fire.
Sitting on over bridge
They talked much
Meaningless words.
They talked about their
Own childhood
That has lost all values.
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