Source:
Adults
Author:
Douglas Munday
Title:
The City
Threads of blue showing through,
a little green, some flowers too,
that vie with people, mostly grey,
shuffling all the live long day;
trapped in this dull and drab machine
with precious little time to dream;
A small eternity contained
where none may break the binding chain.Yet though the city may not know
the jackdaw from the clever crow,
or how from field to crowded shelf
the country brings its untold wealth;
there is a magic to be found
on every corner, all around;
Where fortune's fate is bought and sold
and all the streets are paved with gold.
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