Reality of the City
In a sunny day, I pass the streets of the city, cars zoom by, people on their phones.
If you look closely at the shadows, the corners full of grime and dirt, you see the reality of the city.
People sitting in the shadows, overlooked by everyone passing by.
These people had dreams and hopes,
yet life gave them challenges at the moment they can't surpasss.
I live life full of commodities i take for granted,
yet, these people so wish to be granted a shelter and food.
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