Noisy crowded buses run
Taxi cabs they scurry
Pavement crowded...must keep moving
The faceless people hurry
Living city fed by trains
The statues ever watchful
River blue unwinding onward
Don't stop to look...be careful
Strangers pass by on the bridges
Ships and boats pass under
Museums guard secrets of the past
The tourists stop to wonder
Modern city with an eye
Countless areas to roam
Place of commerce...place of money
For some it's just a home
City's poor too...yes the homeless
In their cardboard city
Pretty parks and tinkling fountains
And sordid crime too...pity
Bustling city by the day
Don't come to be a stranger
Restless city by the night
Still boats upon the water
City breathes through all the night
Women ply their trade
Bars and clubs and bouncers might
Another living made
All the children playing round
Sweet joy upon their faces
City life...it's not so hard
It's not the worst of places
We all go home...sleep in our beds
Beggars find a doorway
As night drops down the city dreams
It sighs and lives on always
Living city with its history
The people fill its veins
Without the people working...living
Laughing...what remains
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