With streets lined with concrete roads and buildings reflecting the mayhem outside,

The city's days are growing longer by the day,

A growing and increasingly crowded metropolis,

This city's populace seems bewildered and disoriented.

Entirely devoid of meaning,

Without harmony or affection for one another,

And experiencing diminished happiness or contentment with their material possessions

Driving carelessly,

Honking resounds through these streets.

As anger and pollution permeate the atmosphere,

Amidst the din of people yelling insults at one another and the stifling aroma of gas filling the city's airwaves,

By means of the students attempting to reach their respective schools,

And various individuals making their way to various places of employment,

While the construction workers are working on the road,

Applying more cement to roads we drive on,

The signs on the street indicate for civilians to slow down in these areas,

As it smells like cement and to follow it continues with the loudness of the drills

Despite the air pollution and gridlock caused by their trucks, the city's residents continue to get the food they need from the drivers who operate them.

The cashiers of stores,

Assisting individuals at the local stores,

Get the materials they need,

Assisting the elderly move certain items,

Employees fixing up the store's inventory,

And customers beaming with joy after getting their hands on the things they needed.

Kids, the city's innocence preserved,

Accompany their parents in the parks.

In this scene, we see kids acting like kids, ladies acting like women, and guys acting like men.

As the day continues,

The cycle has repeated,

Feels like a constant battle of survival,

As if we are in a war everyday,

Amidst the ups and downs of this drama,

I find solace in my city's anarchy,

A city where good and evil coexist,

Love and hate, joy and sadness,

And finally, peace and chaos.