City as a person

My city….

Fast cars race down the roads, like feet running a marathon

Buildings, tall and slender arms that touch the clouds

Busses go slow, snails trying to go faster

Roads that twist and turn like strands of grey hair

Light poles flicker on and off, eyes of the city glowing.

Bushes,trees, roads cars adorn the town like clothes.

Hospitals,fire stations police stations, beating like hearts, to keep it alive

This is my city…