Street Chronicles

City lights buzzing, shadows on the wall,

Corners hold secrets, stories they recall.

Concrete jungle, the asphalt my scroll,

Graffiti scriptures, my soul takes its toll.

Broken bottles glint, the moonlight's embrace,

Lost dreams scatter in this paper chase.

Echoes of footsteps, they dance in the dark,

Whispers of ambition leave a permanent mark.

This life a dice roll, tumbling on the ground,

Hustle speaks loud where no kings wear crowns.

Street symphony plays, the rhythm profound,

From the alleys to the skyline, truth unbound.

Hunger in my ribs, growl like a beast,

Feast on the struggle, rise from the least.

Pavement sermons, preaching to the lost,

Every choice a gamble, every line crossed.

Skyscrapers loom, giants in the mist,

Dreams built on sweat, anger in the fist.

Steel and glass, they can’t cage my mind,

Freedom’s a song in the ties that bind.

This life a dice roll, tumbling on the ground,

Hustle speaks loud where no kings wear crowns.

Street symphony plays, the rhythm profound,

From the alleys to the skyline, truth unbound.