Concrete jungle locked into the streets

Rarely an opportunity to feel the earth breathe beneath one’s feet

Contrived, controlled environment dictated by rules

Are we robots? Money the tool

Stampedes of humans crushing through their ant nests

Conversations ego battle fests

Focused destinations, no time to look back

Suffocating city scape, impulsive actions and habits, the easier hack

The concrete jungle lies in plain sight for the world to see

Strewn in marble ledges, twisted in metal beams

Wrapped around handrails perched in their cemented trees

Drugs and money consume souls

The count of the victims their only goal

Workers contemplating suicide off office block high rises

Slaving away to get their monthly prizes

Sanity compromises

Is this what life truly symbolises?

~DiosRaw, 13/05/21

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