you see a lot of faces .
whether old or young,
black or white,rich or poor
people gather day and night.
they walk the streets
till their feet swell and become sore.
either down dirty dark lanes,
or peaceful pretty parks,
territories are marked.
and cars are parked.
travelling back and forth,
in squashy ,crowded trains,
hearing the peoples cries and complains.
people travel all alone,
sometimes in sweet couples,
or a in a large rowdy group.
those which present troubles.
even when the day disappears,
you hear the night strollers cheers
some party hard,
blasting music with no regard.
whereas theirs those others
praying to their lord.
using the night to gain reward.
deeds are committed good and bad.
the city creates emotions happy or sad.
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