The Heart of the City

The neon twilight of the city lights up the autumn sky;
All these unfamiliar faces zoom, and blur, and pass me by.
I’m lost within this city as I stumble through the streets;
Trapped within a crowd of strangers I’m destined not to meet.
These people are afraid of me for I am just a stranger in the crowd;
I’d like to reach out and ask a name but I know that’s not allowed.
It seems their hearts and minds have been poisoned with mistrust;
Past betrayals and heart break have ground their good will into dust.

Under the starry glow of midnight this soulless city feels so cold;
But now I see the makings of a revolution are starting to unfold.
I look deep within these people’s eyes and I see a certain spark;
It represents a ray of hope that stands out boldly in the dark.
Inside each and every one of them I see amazing inner strength;
I hope to see their brave new world before my final breath.
That world is one that’s without walls, where everyone’s united;
Where we cast aside these barriers and stop being divided.

Out of the darkness a shooting star blazes through the night;
I can feel its essence burning although it’s just outside my line of sight.
All the people of the city look up at the dark heavens above;
They each make a silent wish that’s born purely out of love.
That this hollow city may come to know of dawn break’s light;
That may God smile upon this city and break the curse of endless night.