Overpass of time

Why rest tonight, who if any are deserving to enjoy in the delight of peace that has been pieced off and taken for granted? Rhetorical of course, throughout the course of these broken paths change may rattle, but it sleeps on the opportunity to make a home. Underneath the overpass rests forgotten lives which seem insignificant in eyes of the young elite; blinded by the reflection from the office buildings. Good day slowly transitions to a reason behind the lack of change. Hi, hello, have a blessed day may be a blessing within the mind of well dressed, well fed. Underneath it all rest self fulfilling meals, eating away as his pride is picked piece by piece. Who’s watching the men and women relying on concrete dreams?


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