Karaoké The Camera Eye Rush

Grimfaced and forbidding

Their faces closed tight

An angular mass of New Yorkers

Pacing in rhythm

Race the oncoming night

They chase through the streets of Manhattan

Headfirst humanity

Pause at a light then flow through the streets of the city

They seem oblivious to a soft spring rain

Like an English rain

So light yet endless

From a leaden sky yeah

The buildings are lost in their limitless rise

My feet catch the pulse and the purposeful stride

I feel the sense of possibilities

I feel the wrench of hard realities

The focus is sharp in the city

Wide-angle watcher on life's ancient tales

Steeped in the history of London

Green and grey washes in a wispy white veil

Mist in the streets of Westminster

Wistful and weathered

The pride still prevails

Alive in the streets of the city

Are they oblivious to this quality

A quality

Of light unique to every city's streets

Hello

Morning guv

Pavements may teem with intense energy but the city is calm in this violent sea

I feel the sense of possibilities

I feel the wrench of hard realities

The focus is sharp in the city