CITY

Open up your arms and take me in

Let me inside your web of sin

My footsteps echo inside my brain

Louder than the ones I make in the rain

At night I lay between awake and asleep

Fed by my thoughts my brain does keep

Who am I in this city insane

Locked in a trance while I walk in the rain

I see myself everywhere yet nowhere at all

Too many eyes tell the truth and too many eyes a wall

Am I haunted by what I think I know

Or am I afraid of having nowhere to go

The city is my keeper with no respite in store

I want to be let in and yet I want out a door

We move in cadence - lost souls out of rhyme

Does the sound that we make just get lost in time

Now the luster on our souls fades under your grime

And coats our conscience in a byproduct of slime

If I open my eyes enough to see

Will I know if there is acknowledgement or apathy?

Does the rain bleed me or wash me free

Of all I have accumulated and all I want to release

Am I as human as I want to be

Or is being human just a theory

Did original sin offer us immunity?

So more sin could multiply in this city

So this city's arms stay open for me

And for all who move in step to humanity

Still I move through this city insane

Waiting for sin to be washed out by the rain.
 
 

Copyright 1998 by Lyssa Aja

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