Metro MadnessA Poem by Michael KnightOne of my personal favorites.
The truth is out there on that horizon
Out beyond the limits, the lights, the neon. There, awaits the cure to the metro madness No shelter, no hiding, no pursuit Its a steel jungle with electricity and smog living everyday here, a miracle of living and a damnation of living On my own alone, alone in a crowded place No use in going up, when you feel always down, no matter how high you can see I started in a cradle, don't want to end up in one here. There is no air to breathe Nothing Grows, worse than a facade Shiny Neon outside, Dirty and Rotten inside The truth is out there on that horizon Out beyond the limits, the lights, the neon. There, awaits the cure to the metro madness And I can't stay another night © 2012 Michael Knight |
StatsAuthor
|