Midnight City

From a walk I once experienced...

For the calm of new fallen snow lies in silent peace and stillness

Gently covering the loneliness of midnight city streets

 

And as I walk, I cannot help but wonder

 

How can it be so unaware of where it present lies

Has it not seen the desolation

Has it not heard the cries

 

Perhaps it doesn’t know the tales, lying there on unkept ground

On the broken streets and walkways

And rooftops all around

 

But I suppose I too am unaware. Lost in this brief moment

 

For on morrow day when snow melts away

And peaceful white turns back to grey

 

My walk shall once again be amidst the tranquil cold

Of midnight city streets

 

But for now I pray,

Let the impression of this night rest forever upon my heart

 

That God indeed…

Is no respecter of persons

The End

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