shh
listen to the beat of the city in all its glory.
watch the streets come alive in the early morning
whiffs of polluted traffic at mid-day
even as the familiar bird calls beckon dusk in the heartlands
it never realli winds down in the city centre.
cheers to u, the city of familiar markets n hawker centres n hdb clusters n shopping malls.
the city where i hear the church bells toll on sundays
n all its temples, faces n familiar n unfamiliar smells.
i walked ur tree-lined streets n felt a breeze, a weary sigh.
when i watch u pour, i feel so sheltered, so at ease
i’ve never always loved u, but still
heres to u, the city dat lives n breathes.
alvin ong dozed and watched the sawdust trampled night @ 12:50 AM
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