I Have Hated Time in the City
I have hated time in the city, green forest.
The forced lines of a building,
Traffic and the random cacophony,
That drives me to hell every second,
Constant lights on the high rises,
Shouts of people, stupid and cruel,
And the horrible look of despondence, so rampant,
As they fail to meet my eyes.
I despise and have been so deeply despised.
Oh when my courage burns brightest,
I’ll finally step away from this awful light and noise,
To truly find life, for I was sad to have left you.
|Turning someone else’s poem into it’s opposite? That sounds like an interesting challenge, so I chose I Have Loved Hours at Sea by Sara Teasdale.|