An Ancient culture

by Albert   Nov 10, 2013


Painted on a building wall in the city...
where all the main streets meet
busy, busy, busy
every day of the week
always surrounded by the noises
never alone in the dark
busy, busy, busy
is the place that never sleeps
the race of always late and never early
with many buses passing by
where the rules are broken
and the signs are ignored
...is a painting of your smile

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