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City Chaos

Chaos humdrum of roaring engines.

The lost siren between concrete slabs

Ricocheting its scream throughout

the hallway streets,

already echoing with horns and yells.

 

Sleepless and ever burning,

the city lurches on

in agonizing sounds

muffled between high rise pristine glass

and shanty shacks painted with dust.

 

The frantic commotion of agonized madness,

In zigzag traffic and potholed roads.

The stop and start of hustle and frustration

Rises and falls like a dancing dust storm.

 

Everything present in a quieter world

is lost in the struggle of city life.

There's no peace or silence here.

Just constant exhaustion in the luminescent roar of human chaos.

 

26 Dec. 2015

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Written by
melanie-kate-dickerson
South African
Published
Jan 31, 2016
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19·108
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MKD (c). 2016

Tags
#noise#frustration#pollution#city#chaos#hustle#contrast
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