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Default CITY NIGHT

Wandering the streets at night,
blinded by the city's lights.
The sky is spinning round and round,
worry's me, it might come down.
City sounds are everywhere,
lost souls crying in despair.
The night is long and so, so hot,
in the city's maze I'm caught.
Going nowhere, I wander on,
waiting for the break of dawn.
I hear gunfire from a darkened street,
in the air a noisome beat.
The heavy beat of metal wings,
in the distance a siren sings.
A song of death, a song of pain,
another citizen likely slain.
Somewhere someone's blood has spilled,
it surely must be as God willed.
A rush of wind now slams my face,
the bird is back and crowds my space.
Suddenly caught in blinding glare,
into the brightest light I stare.
Deciding I am not its prey,
intent focused elsewhere, it churns away.
In shadowed light I continue on,
the moments terror almost gone.
I hear the slap of running feet,
from behind me, coming up the street.
Fear growing again, I look to hide,
fear can conquer any pride.
In deeper shadow I stop and wait,
the citry's perils won't abate.
I see a young man, gun in hand,
looking to make a final stand.
Suddenly the bird is back,
towards the sky the gunshots crack.
The armored monster cannot die,
the man is caught by its glaring eye.
Feet spread wide in a fighting stance,
giving up is his only chance.
Hearing the warning, he does not take heed,
fire pours from the sky, I see him bleed.
In a crimson pool, he draws his last breath,
releasing his gun only in death.
Staying deeper in the shadows, I continue on,
eyes to the east, praying for dawn.
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