lights

I opened my eyes,
Found myself in the city,
I was something for once,
An existence ,
I was him kissing her,
I was her slapping him,
I was the bells,
The screech of tires ,
Laughter of kids,
And the sobbing of the old.
Day is nothing,
Until the sun chases a rebel star,
And the moon ignores the sky,
I open my eyes ,
And become the lives,
That gives pulse to the city .
©windel