The flickering street lights, what tales do they say?
The bustle of the night and the commotion all day.
The streets full of shiny cars jamming the way.
While one soul fades, unnoticed, day by day.
He stares at the world, with pleading eyes
As if waiting for, an angel in disguise
to aid him.
But alas, he is not familiar, with the selfishness that resides.
Within the depths, of these fine people's minds.
They hoard and grasp, their greedy souls ignite
Oblivious to the suffering, lost in the night.
As he lays there still, his hopes fade away.
And darkness claims him, at the break of day.
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