Metropolitan Blues

On looking back all’s here
From whisky shops at walking distance
To talking shops that rule the empire
The only missing link is life
In its place is the mechanical living
Early morning undertaking, to put it nicely
A robot is given a run for its money

And the rigorous routine of surviving
And then some serenity was found the other day
Some corners of the city parks secern
Amidst the colourful hatful of blessings of spring so natural
Probably all sanity that’s lost in home is here
Yet the vicious night covered the happy wishes
All is lost in the cacophony of the civilised city
And the broad roads are no big enough, to hold them
Nor the tall buildings; nor the massive monuments
On looking back nothing’s here
All but one day closer to the end.

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