a poem to live in the city

Dwindling sky and drudging sun, remember these days when frustration fills air. chaos is what I smell around and I see, they are escaping the weight of darkness, from this city of manipulation.

unscrupulous theories, crack philosophies, cowards rule castles and hypocrites preach liberalism and tolerance.

I feel, I should walk on the road, and seek if there remains few who can yet sing, laugh, cry and live on their own wish, without having to escape the weight of darkness

I am leaving my friend, this search of hypothesis It is mirage for me I will walk away, and may you remember, when i escaped the weight of darkness, I left a poem to live in the city