the city feeling

hits as the subway throws off passengers

a complete wonder of being a foreigner

coming empty handed but a mind buzzing

with aspirations and miles to go

and places to see where ideas flourish

where each passerby is their own

secrets and histories mended into millions

each insignifcant to one another

stilll intertwined with one common feature

the agency, the dreams, the hope

cars scurry past carying heavy importance

men in suits rush past

clenched jaws promising dignity

skyscrapers reaching for the stars

containing the work of future figures

the air containing a freshness

of cafes, resturants and smoke

buzzing noises with nuances of each life

mending together into one true song

one melody the city sings all year round

the song of the citys everlasting life