City Noise
The city does not sleep tonight.Nor seldom does it ever,
and you there towering powerfully
through sun and stormy weather.
Your lights within, both bright and dim
may soon be gone from view.
Attributed to the gentle snores,
there is no sleep for you.
Guardian, shelter, giant stone
soak in these city sounds.
Bear witness to the passing time
on cracked and weed strewn grounds.
Now bear in mind, before my time
you saw each rising dawn,
embrace the days yet to pass
when I am dead and gone.
The city does not sleep tonight
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