Cities

Isolated souls
Crying hearts
Lonely sinners
Ardent flesh
Old and new
Fresh and spoiled
Rushing rivers
Palpitating lights
Windows of hope
Doors closed
Despairing dreamers
Clouds of smoke
Breathless fog
Consenting ropes
Violent sounds
Desirous lust
Broken promises
Repressive heaven
Screams for liberation
Habituated existence
Promised land.

Ethel

No man is free who is not master of himself.
-Epictetus.