Peaceful,
The city is when it’s empty of people.
Words can’t describe how gorgeous It is while walking through its eind tunnels of silence.
Its beauty outweighing how ugly the entire world can be.
How putrid the stench of everyone’s breath when intoxicated by their own falsified glory.
Every heart calcified by disasters that could’ve been avoided by caring more for their own selves as well as another…
So alluring the sky is,
From Sun up to Sun down.
Especially,
The moment it decides to water our dreams,
Hoping we do our part allowing them to grow.
But,
Things aren’t that simple,
Now are they?
Eventually,
Clouds darken enough for thunder to accompany them.
Striking as fierce as our refusal to be still and just,
Face the noise within our weary minds.
As all we can do is not hide,
But,
Take cover until Father Time decides its all over…
Oh, Silent Night. – Day 191, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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