Birds are soaring up high
Cars and people passing by
Sun set evident in the sky
Street lights lit bright.
I see a million faces
I see a million dreams
I see their eyes gleam
Walking at fast paces.
I often ponder
How none have time to wander
In fantasies and dreamlands
As their inner child turn to sand.
Such a shame
But sadly none to blame
For with changing times
Justice is no longer blind.
And so everyone works hard
Until they have ace cards
Then as justice falls to their feet
The others are left to suffer and bleed.
