City Mingling

Full of the promising young, and the promised old
This kaleidoscope-like urban cityscape
Stuttering in broken circles of light
Towers zig-zagging
Across the geared, cyan skyline

No being cynical
Expanding borders
Until all sides are hypotenuses
But it’s your life, don’t make it a brutal brawl

Cybernetic world,
The clash of (common) creeds,
Is all I need to make sure that
There is not only me

Everyone’s values are today’s splendid, Splenda society
Making life sweet
It’s so wonderful--
To be you and me
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Braving the New Breed

Don’t be a menace to society
     Society is the menace
Don’t be venom to anyone close
     Be the phenom without anyone close
Don’t think about others
     Always come proper
Don’t be under the influence
     Be above the movement
Chase impossible dreams
     To live in the realest reality
Hustle hard on your grounds
     But never under them
Like a monster, strike fear in hearts
     But retain a heart of a lion
Never be in a conspiracy
     But conspire solo, in secrecy
Live with no regrets,
     And die when forgotten.
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Round 2

The game’s not over
Though the screens is black,
There is still the flickering of backlight
A buzz asking for more determination

A bold joystick reduced to an outlet of frustration
A route for running away
What felt like soft buttons have become the hardest things to press
Glass exterior like an immutable haze
An excuse for failure

*insert coin* clink clonk clink

There is only limited time to continue
As even something we created dictates so

There is always a winner and a loser
No second or third place for us
To relish the feeling and disappointment
Of being so close but so far

But at least in this game
There is a second round
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Scramble Crossing

Red, Yellow, Green
Drive
Turn

Hastily, aggressive people swerve from
Lane-to-lane, searching
For any & all shortcuts to one destination
A destined nation

Others are spread out like runners on a bumpy track
Accelerating straight ahead, avoiding or jumping over hurdles
To their fragile finish lines
Whether it may be escalation or annihilation

But I wait, behind the light
Is this where I cross?

Red, Yellow, Green
Drive
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Waltzing with Cherry Blossoms

Two rebels break from the formation during the finale,
Desiring to demonstrate their own worth

The other performers swirls and spins together,
But the couple twirls all over

Up & down a graceful, invisible rollercoaster
Rising as high as divine entertainers

Their pinkness is not utter embarrassment;
But rather pure passion and devotion

The pack would be proud
If not for the ferocious metallic monster

Who displayed the most
Overwhelming performance of all