In the City

In the city  
the night sky  
if you even bother to look at it  
has no Milky Way  
Five hundred billion neighbors  
murdered by electricity  
Or home  
in the dark
there's no difference
 
You're alone.  
 
In the city  
when,  
or if, you hear a drumbeat  
and you bother to listen  
you hear your own heartbeat  
You hear the heartbeat of your tribe,  
joining your own  
all drumming together  
in ritual communication  
perhaps celebration  
 
Diaphanously aware,  
you decide to join a drumming cirlcle  
a good approximation  
an ancient memory rekindled  
but come tomorrow  
something is missing  
 
You're alone  
 
In the city,  
no one sees you cry  
Your tears fall on carpets  
on polished hardwood floors  
What is meant to be a call for help,  
is unseen  
unheeded  
You might as well not cry at all  
if makes no difference  
 
You are alone  
 
In the city  
there are millions like you  
Some unpartnered  
Some with happy families  
Some pack their lives  
with a galaxy of diversions  
but none can see the Milky Way  
They are disconnected  
 
Alone