tick tock time flies by

cold like a winter night

a shadow’s appearance

clear as day as stars blaze their light

another day passes as night

peaks like a mountain top

shots from a pistol or a glock

buildings appear as towers would

while those naysayers wishing that they could

achieve another light or live another past

the American dream we all seek

the American dream that destroys the weak

nightwalkers, pimps and prostitutes, addicts plague our cities

while they strive to survive the lucky few

live a life that many wish they do

but those are just wishes as time flies by

—Misael Santiago