A Chorus Dedicated To New York City

Lights flash on and off
in the city,
we stand blinking (in amazement)
at
the height of the building
Oh, how alive we are!
chirp the pigeons in a harmonious tone
Oh, how alive we are!
honks the speeding yellow taxi
Oh, how alive we are!
coughs the uptight business man in the elevator
debris fills the skyline
so I close my eyes
and go underground
and still how alive we are
under the movement
and inside the blurry subway
breathing millions of others breaths
dancing to the rhythm
of the beating parades
the city wakes
the city sings
but it is TOO alive to sleep
from a crosswalk
to the Empire State Building
to the cry of a newborn
to the silence of the fallen
the city is alive
through nnnneeeeeeooooonnnnn signs
and cloudy skies.