View From The Balcony
Looking down from a balcony
Watching the people scurry down below
Rushing in and out of buildings
Walking with someplace special to be
Other dart back and forth with nowhere to go
Lovers hold hands as they walk
Some are all alone in their own world
Motorcycles dart between stalled cars
Skateboarders jump on and off curbs
Strangers never meet
They never take the time for a simple hello
No one looks up or down
Their only world is on the street
Such in the loss of the Human race
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