Good Verse Survival
People bustle through crowded streets
Noise erupts from the center of chaos
Venders shout their worth
In a language known to all
People bustle through crowded streets
Noise erupts from the center of chaos
Venders shout their worth
In a language known to all
Vibrations rumble making echoes in my mind
Echoes turn to whispered words
One wave harsh one wave soft
The harsh wave strikes piercing to the bone