Concrete Jungle Symphony

City lights hum, shadows on the bricks

Cracks in the pavement, stories in the mix

Pigeons circle, crown the kings of grime

Rusty subway screech, a metronome of time

Street preacher chants, echoes off the walls

Graffiti hieroglyphs, prophets in the halls

Sewer steam rises, ghost of dreams sold

Every corner’s cold, but the tales stay bold

Concrete jungle, beats in the breeze

Every step a battle, no room to freeze

Survive or crumble, we chase, we stumble

Life’s a symphony in this urban rumble

Knuckles bruised up, gripping on ambition

Dodging rats, both furred and politician

Park bench wisdom, chessboard confessions

Pawn moves to king, lessons in succession

Kids with no capes, heroes in the making

Block’s a chessboard, moves need forsaking

Moonshine puddles, reflections of the soul

Streetlights flicker, but the fire stays whole

Concrete jungle, beats in the breeze

Every step a battle, no room to freeze

Survive or crumble, we chase, we stumble

Life’s a symphony in this urban rumble