In the darkness
I sit and watch the stars,
that dare to out shine civilization
Bright dots among the navy velvet
with the peace rose of the city's light
enveloping the edges like a blanket
meant to hide me
protect me from the darkness
Am I still a child?
afraid of the dark night
afraid of the monster that life is
I listen to the murmur of the city
tires rhymic thump - ump
across the uneven pavement
the low voices of people
walking by, talking to someone
so terrible far way from them,
their shoes clattering on the cement
and a thousand other sounds,
that should rock me to sleep
but I still am a wake
my mind still races.
I wonder I am still a child?
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