The city of dreams
The magnet to
attract many
The malls, sightseeing,
tourist spots
And the jobs in the
market
Even the homeless
make a living
Begging from the
streets
The life of
hardship but they endure
They are addicted
to the city
The city of many
colours
Converging to make
its marks
The wealth, the
poor and the hardship
A game not for the
faint -heart people
The city of dreams
It can be brutal
and mad
It is each to its
own devices
Make it or drown in
sorrow
Nobody will
remember
The faces of
thousand sparks
The city makes you
drunk or fall
If you are strong,
you will make the grade
The city of dreams
Somewhere somebody
will cry
Somewhere a soul
gets carried away
Somewhere a toss
and champagne
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