Old Tram Promenade

I saw the monument

Made the timelapse

Conquered the sunset

Putting the curtains

To the end of the day’s delights

 

I stared at the man in the red shirt

Running on the stairs

Up and down and sideways

Stairs of hope

To high mental altitudes

Through exotic longitudes

 

It was another end

Another bend

Of society’s fierce trend

Another end

For you and me, my friend

As Mother Earth is pregnant

Once again

With a new sweet blend