City Life

The thug in the alley,
The drunk in the park,
The cries in the night,
The violence of the dark.
The whore painted bright,
Curved in the light, leaning against the pub wall.

The shadows creep towards the street light,
Hiding the silent fight.
A knife, swift; grinning death, striking fast.

A flashing blue light,
Sirens split the night.
A man in the gutter,
A thief at the window.

The wind rattling an empty can.
The blackness pushing down,
Swirling all around,
Paints a picture of city life.