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Concrete Jungles
There's a wildness to a city
that wilderness doesn't have
In closeness-an isolation
as tenants stalk their paths
The repetition of wanton avarice
pits dog and dog upon dog
The knife edge of the skyscrapers
cutting the residents into cogs
There's a fierceness to the streets
the rockiest trail can never match
A menace looms inside their shadows
impossible to catch
Hidden death within the gridlock
as nature disappears
A violence calling from within
-only city dwellers hear
(Train To White River Junction: March, 2018)
that wilderness doesn't have
In closeness-an isolation
as tenants stalk their paths
The repetition of wanton avarice
pits dog and dog upon dog
The knife edge of the skyscrapers
cutting the residents into cogs
There's a fierceness to the streets
the rockiest trail can never match
A menace looms inside their shadows
impossible to catch
Hidden death within the gridlock
as nature disappears
A violence calling from within
-only city dwellers hear
(Train To White River Junction: March, 2018)
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Concrete Jungles
Concrete Jungles
