Alone, I feel the pangs
City dweller, I travail
Overwhelmed by the ordeals
Of my daily life
And overcome by the constant cacophony
Resounding through my enervated bones

Sinister faces encountered each day
Seem harsher along the way
Millions to my left and right
Yet my heart cries out in loneliness

Yesterday’s pastures
Ebb and flow from my mind
Offering transitory relief
Like they always do

Yet I pray, sweet precious memories
Do not fade away
For you are my only solace
In this jungled mass
I made my new home.