The steel grey skies of the humdrum city
Hang over the cracked and dusty sidewalks,
The paint crackling and peeling off of
The once bright houses.
Lonely wanderers stroll silently down
The aged muddy path in old well worn shoes,
Miserable thoughts on their minds
But no expressions on their faces,
The sun dare not penetrate through the misty clouds,
And the sky is tinted a dark and murky grey.

-E.M.