Look to the heavens!
Pray tell, what you see?
Gone were the shining stars
Covered they be by fiery embers
Of a neon shroud across the vaulted sky
Words of a madman! Across the street!
He shouts! He screams!
But none pay heed
He stood alone amidst a bustling crowd
With a sign, saying, “THE END BEGINS.”
I came to this place, not knowing
With a pretense of a false hope; believing
That maybe, just maybe,
A salvation will be
Unrelenting; for-ever loving
From the gravel and trench
Where I was born
And where my heart and soul were torn
Afraid was I to remain unchanged
Thus I ran with my mind unclenched
A thriving city; it was alive!
With its neon lights and bustling streets
At first, I thought,
This is home
Until I gaze to stars; but they were gone
The stars and I; we were one
They light up the night
And the void in my heart
But gone were they across the sky
Hidden beneath an ember; a neon shroud
Then suddenly, it all went down
My eyes were opened
For I was blinded
By the city with its lights
But now the truth will be spoken
This city is a cage and no one knows!
A jungle; of rock, steel and concrete
Filled with the defiled and conceit
A question to all; but none answered
Poignant it was when the wind blows
The words of the madman echoes still
In the darkest alleys, in cold night’s chill
Perhaps one day, some will pay heed
But for now I’ll look up and there I’ll meet
A neon shroud, across the vaulted sky