Enter your plea against the city’s
Spread you vibes into the lonely crowds,
Their hurried pace
Their groaning eyes.
Huddle “the misfits” around
Safe in your umbrella of sounds
Secure in your universal language
As I do
That you are a reminder that the city, somehow,
You are the Sirens of sanity,
The Pied Pipers of hope.
Play on street musicians,
Your voices are being heard
By those who walk-by