on the top of the mountain
as I stood and looked down
the city didn’t look the same to me
to my wonderment, it seemed another
thousands of dim lights twinkled at me
never thought it would look so different
from a distance, from a little height
all those people walked in union
the markets didn’t seem conjested anymore
the cars running, injecting life into the roads
the stunning map view of the city
made it look flawless, somehow a little fresh
I couldn’t see no hunger, no poverty
there didn’t seem to be any dirt on the streets
kids laughing, racing to catch a kite
how I felt the lost zeal coming to life
I thought to myself
the city isn’t as dull as I thought it was
it’s still full of charm that needs to be discovered
I still could find happiness there, had I endeavoured
today, I realize the lost beauty of the city
may be because I am looking at it
from a distance, from a little height
I am watching the city
from the top of the mountain
mySestina 