(poem originally written on December 29, 2016)
Hard Day, but yet, I stand Tall
The secrets I hold
Dancing upon light sublime
In and out my mind remembers
Still all the same
In nightmares I woke up
To a city shining
It's golden hue none for lacking
The water crept up and shone the brightest blue
Earth and City stood still and half awake realized
Who has passion?
And who has strife?