So Sweet

The lonesomeness of the city light street
has me hearing the sound of my heart beat.
I quickly fall to sleep; I wake up and stand,
looking outside from my widow balcony.
I see two homeless men standing in line,
whom I randomly see in this street,
scuffling in their packets from a handout
for good bite to eat. They gladly retrieve their treat,
which is a pleasant sight for flooded eyes to see.
Moreover on the opposite side of the street,
I see people sitting down, enjoying
a late morning, sunny breeze in front of a restaurant-
chattering, bonding, eating and drinking.
I share with them, listening to the smooth sound
of the music-children laughing and playing
on the playground and on hard concrete street-however,
not wanting to hear the havoc of the noise
and the rush of a saturated street.
That is a part of life.which can be sound and can be so sweet.

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