rotten newspaper is greeted by a
dying cigarette butt, an ashy kiss on the asphalt as
a penny dives Down from the pockets of pedestrians
into the gutter Below
slipping out of the fingers of those desperate
black rubber casually strolls Down main street
raindrops race Down buildings, Giants held firm in storm
the wet Ground a haven for rats amongst men
a half-eaten sandwich Drops into trash
a man will eat
today
the city that never sleeps is a city that knows
hunger
bright lights on broadway, on rockefeller not the
bronx
skyscrapers gaze Down with a judgmental eye
rain turns to snow, most joyed
some cry freezing as death Overlooks
brooklyn bridge
glooming
raindrops torpedo Down
in the Depths of homeless homes
I love New York
Grade: 12