Gurney Drive at night
The night at Gurney Drive
The low tide from the sea
The long queue of cars
Bumper to bumper rides
Every car parking space
By night fall there isn't any
Only park at hotels or side lanes
Else drive on out of Gurney Drive
The car parking attendants
Every hardworking to issue tickets
The collection of earning income
Maybe they get commission
On the pavement
The local tourists walk
The display of cheap toys and handicrafts
An artist drawing self portraits
The young lovers easily spotted
Sitting on the dim light concrete bench
With hand-phones between them
Where is the direct communication?
The age of modern lovers
It's the gadgets doing the talking
The world can move on
The lovers just let it flow
It isn't about lovers
It's more on food and drinks
And walking aimlessly
Let the time sing its melody
And the soft whisper of the waves
Touching the concrete walls
Now it is much cleaner
“You think we don't change?”
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