Daily Happenings from poetsareangels

City Streets©

Copyright 2016

By Felina Silver Robinson

I walk upon my city streets

Gasping for fresh air to breathe

It’s not easy if you didn’t know

With all the pollution that surrounds us

Too many cars and trucks

Followed by tons of smokers

Buildings and homes burning their chimney stacks

It’s a wonder that anything can survive out there

I walk upon my city streets

Wishing for more change

I’m grateful for the bicycle lanes

More so for what’s left of the greenspace

I wish for so much more though

I yearn somewhat for a simpler time

Where buildings didn’t fill the air

And take away the view

I walk upon my city streets

Where the ground now crumbles at my feet

All tattered and torn

From the weight of the world

And not being cared for

I can hear the earth’s cries

I walk upon my city streets

Gasping for fresh air to breathe

I close my eyes

And realize we brought this on ourselves

Now we must find a way to fix it all

Before it’s too late