City Sidewalks

Crossing the streets in the city,

The traffic moves liked ebbing tides.

People flow out like vomit,

From subways and taxi rides.

Sirens wailing, engines revving,

Tires skidding, and the honking horn…

Human masses fill the crosswalks,

While more babies are still being born.

Low wages, opiates and higher rents,

Afford many with nowhere to live…

At this very worst time in history,

The rich are refusing to give.

I feel like I am a witness,

Watching life on this planet die…

My days are filled with sadness,

But in my dreams, I fly.