City silhouettes and the downtown shadows
lurk amongst themselves in private delight.
With the highlighting lights
shining accents on sidewalks
in temporary dimming of the after-hours,
while citizens and criminals
are just passers-by - all equal, all strangers,
striding beside themselves,
drawing suspicions,
walking in the night.
We're all suspects, now - follow the sirens
and the red-blue colours painting the streets of the dark.
Here's the news team running as their hearts are alarming
with The Breaking News Story on the edge of the mark.
Their faces are covered with shame and, or, guilt
though the apathy seeps through and leaks through the pages
of tomorrow's morning paper and the 6 o'clock news,
and the Evening Report; healing our blues.
