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City Soul
I am the walking city
The breathing collective
The art of day and night
The ideals riding to work
Labyrinth filling minds
Streams of consciousness
Grief groups and AA clubs
Stores and sales
Crafts and precision
Schools and design
Immigrants and dialects
Rap, blues, jazz, classical
Colloquiums, technology
Invention, pollution
Tea and don’t forget coffee
The city needs artist
Beautiful mad city
Cavalier yellow gold morning
Paint your canvas with hope
Let your soul show feeling
Some ideals can only be expressed
Constituted by emotion
Color the mood of spirit
Conception the child of perception
Parabolic myth shared in symbols
Uniqueness in the related social sea
Creative biochemistry converts feelings
Talent coming from genetic mystery
Talent as spiritual as angels
Music as strange as exotic fruit
Poetry like wine from the mind
Architecture where monuments breathe
Old and new convergence
Hubs quell like tides
Styles in the collective unconscious
Museums with purple pageantry
Limestone and marble
Exchange and variety
Culinary cuisine and ethnic diversity
Parks and horticulture
History in sculpture
Bridges like Roman aqueducts
City lights along the river
Live music and ringing bells
Cathedrals and spirals
We live in ghettos
We live in mansions
I am the insane pace
I am the civil Good Samaritan
Strippers and pimps
Busses, cars, trucks and trains
Jets flying overhead
Traffic and home sweet home
I was born in the mad beautiful city
Time for the dogs walk
City soul out for a stroll
poem
by
Joseph Narusiewicz
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