A tribute to my hometown, New York!
In the City
In the city,
Everything is gray
And you can smell the pollution in the air,
But that's ok.
It only adds
To its character.
Even if the sky is smoggy,
I don't mind.
Because in the morning,
We can see the sun.
And when it rains,
We can see the clouds.
And it matters not
That the stars seem to be stolen from the sky,
Because I know
They have been placed
In everyone's
Eyes.
