I Love the Neon Lights
I love the neon lights
Stepping from under bright marquees
Like girls who haunt the nights
Dusky brown girls that by day seems lovely
But like snowflakes in my warm heart
At nights just melt away
From any recognition that makes them part of me
I love the neon lights
The festive dress of streets from sunset
Until the next day light.
Somehow the mood reminds me
Of my tropic island far away
When day takes off its working clothes
And people like children play
Never blaming life for anything
But through their hardship dance and sing
Until the next baby cries
Until the crows come crowding through the clouds
Until the rice in the pot refuses to rise
Until the next girl is found, unhappy and alone
Beaten, strangled, by an heathen hand
The neon lights run like winnowing sands
I love the neon lights
This masquerade of city nights
|