{The Word} City Lights

September 21, 2013 — Leave a comment

We move, busy back and forth

Angry and frantic

The stress of city living is real

A concrete jungle with lions, hungry

Wanting to devour our souls whole

But, at the end of every dark tunnel is the light

At the top of the deepest hole

At the break of every fear fueled night

In the midst of total darkness

There is the light

There is always the light

Hidden deep inside you

Find your light

Be the light

Shine.

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