Hit the city

Hit the city, the pathways and alleys

dark grey car park, near the disused Palais
the places that crumbled, the old days long gone
when the storm clouds rumbled, only memory lives on

Pace the streets, feet moving me
wary of the changing scenery
this place doesn't seem the same to me, lost its old shine and glory
just lost pages in a different story
 

Pound the town, pondering future times
the old movie house, where we sat for hours in our primes
now just a block of flats, a student habitat
the city no longer the place we once sat
 

Walk the paths, the old hidden depths
the restaurant in the backstreet, just behind the shopping complex
these old haunts, they never leave
the city regrowing on me, its beauty still breathes

Thanks for reading

Peace & Love.

Kyle.