I am a citybard

[Karlo]

I am a city bard
I rap my story’s out loud
I chant my awen in the park
Where the ice-creamcards are around

I love the concrete buildings
The grey so grim the may look
It makes shine every flower
Such wonder, the ground may shook

I like the contrast that it offers
The mac against a quiet park
Stars, hiding from city lights
And bookstores in alleys, so dark

The red light district is my home
No, not for what you think
I just fell in love with suburban
The glow, the people, the stink

The shops, the rain, the antfarm
For not much of a reason
But it’s so dear to my feeling
The way it changes every season

The silence in the evening glow
High in a buildinged sky
The peace, the rest it proscribes
Just makes me want to fly

I adore the pigeons crapping everywhere
Flies you never seem to kill
And the way people start longing
For forests on every hill.

11-04

Karlo

[CelticDao]

Excellent! One man's ceiling is another man's floor.

That is a very good lesson to me, a forest dweller, who doesn't understand city folk.

[Kat Lady]

This is wonderful, Karlo. I am not a city dweller but worked in Cities most of my career so I understand how you can find beauty even in a city. (I liked watching the pigeons do their little pigeon-dance!)

[Unikorn]

oooho I love it - I can really hear your song Thank you for sharing the beat of your bardic stomping ground!

[Seeker]

Well done! And right on target...

[EarthWard]

Yes very nicely done.
The Urban Bard!