Streetlight Symphony

Moonlit alleys where the shadows creep,

Concrete whispers where the secrets sleep.

Graffiti sermons on a brick-faced shrine,

Every crack in the pavement tells a storyline.

Streetlights hum, a city in tune,

Echoes of life beneath the pale moon.

Brick and mortar got tales to tell,

Heaven or hell, depends where you dwell.

Dumpster dreams, rats in the parade,

A kingdom of chaos that the outlaws made.

Rusty gates sing, chains keep the beat,

Every block’s a jungle, can you stand the heat?

Neon glow, a crown for the night,

Hustlers and poets, wrongs and rights.

The heartbeat of the city pounds so loud,

A symphony composed by the restless crowd.

Smoke signals rise from the subway vents,

Currency exchanged, dreams or cents.

Bodegas hum with the talk of the town,

Falling stars in the gutter, can’t stay down.

Streetlights hum, a city in tune,

Echoes of life beneath the pale moon.

Brick and mortar got tales to tell,

Heaven or hell, depends where you dwell.