A single moment in a city,
Bright lights glow on lady's pretty,
Cars and trucks blow smoke to sky,
Stoners in apartments fly,
To states of mind which bring them thoughts,
Of yes and no's, of do's and nots.

Distance means quite next to none,
For those who walk, or ride, or run,
To city's center,
Pulse like blood,
If time moved faster,
I'm sure it would.

In one apartment friends spend time,
Making raps of rhythm, rhyme;
Of girls they met a day ago,
With insults, they go toe to toe.

In the next room, one man cries,
As his wife closes her eyes,
For the last time, there she dies;
Health care bills were on the rise.

For them treatment became a treat,
Self-treated infected feet,
Spread to dangerous areas;
Out of sight of care, she was.

Tragedy, a room away,
Happiness, on the balcony,
Indifference, found just down the road,
Angers automatic mode,
On gangs which gloat with guns and girls.

The streets lost in lights dizzy whirls,
This city is its own small world.