Busy City

In the midst of a city so busy

Where dreams are born and some buried

Failure stands a whistle away

Waiting to embrace the voice of whoever calls it

In the midst of a city so busy

Where focus stands confused

Heartbreak becomes a natural disaster

And feelings compressed in emoji’s

In the midst of a city so busy

Where everyone strives to tell a story

Whose get’s heard first?

Or are we just busy chasing our own silhouettes

In the midst of a city so busy

Where we all stench in sweat baths

Who comes out clean?

Whose cupboard is sparkling white?

In the midst of a city so busy

 Where thumbs up says good morning

You’re not sure if your home will welcome you back like it did last night

You might as well find a readymade home , six feet your size