This city where I live
Is full of noise and tweets
Real tweets from birds, I hear them in the morning.
And the buses that honk and engines that gnarl
As the traffic crawls.
There the train makes its presence felt
Cutting through the thick noise of angry bus drivers’
honking
And little cars beeping
in reply.
I wish I can hear more of the birds’ singing,
Such melody to my spirit.
If only the sea of cars and buses would calm down and
Stay put and just drive past quietly
I can finish my tea in peace.
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