City kills humans.

It kill their delicateness,
lightness of being alive,
ability to breathe gently,
drinking a song to the lees,
time for looking at pretty-
things, dead or getting dead,
and the quality of kindness.

Like a dead body on a walk,
humans walk, sans emotions,
with no wonderment or joy,
among the traffic jams and
ad dominating plastic shops
thinking about the lost past
and lost love, heavyhearted.

City kills humans, mindlessly.