Tomorrow is only a black sky away.

In this city,
dark and dreary,

eyes meet only concrete,

wet and grey.

In my city,

sunny and golden,

a smile is only a

handshake away.

Is it vast and empty,

or narrow, and busy?

Tomorrow is only a

black sky away.

The man with the briefcase,

black, and slick,

has harsh eyes, and only

one expression today.

The mind knows no limits,

the body no risks,

The subway system took all that away.

The ground here is shaking,

the grass here is dead,

the capital building took nature away.

Speak louder.

The hustle and bustle

took your voice away.