I don’t have an issue with skeletons of changing seasons
Naked branches drive my gratitude for the lush bloom now at rest
But this view…
This pocket of life strangled by ignorance
If I told you to guess the location
You would swear it a city-scape
Another day in the life of the Big Bad Concrete Jungle of any metropolis
Wrong and wrong again
Before me the vestige of an idea left to it’s own devices
Not the peaceful community
Dwellings mock you with the “everything is just fine” show
When it’s more like “nobody lives here”
And no one cares
I left the Empire for this?
By the time I looked out the window, darkness ascended upon de kingdom. So a more pleasant and recent pic from the archives serves as the featured image.
Yes, the tile of this post is a nod to the Heavy D & The Boyz song. The chorus is fitting though.
This post was written in response to the Daily Prompt: Through The Window
Go to the nearest window. Look out for a full minute. Write about what you saw.