One Night in the City

The sun burns hot, drying up her life

No shade from rules and bureaucracy

She needs to break away from the strife

Despondency, mediocrity

She sheds the day, one more broken husk

Without looking back, without pity

Under amber streetlights in the dusk

It’s time for one night in the city

Checking her glamour in a mirror

Making sure no part was left behind

She sees the pieces so much clearer

Cherished dearer, though not yet aligned

The moon shines bright and her souls ignite

A gritty world now growing pretty

Malign lies fade as she holds truth tight

A bird soars now above the city

-Poetry by Lothar J. Tuppan