If you make us worry our youth away
How do we live in the moments
I am the son of the city dweller
I unwind in the pubs and the cafes of the city
Walking into the trenches wasn’t a good idea
Look at me now
I craved for it always
Choose peace when you can
Do not regret it ever
You will not live forever
When your soul feels better
Your body lives younger.
I am the arrogant child
The son of the city dweller
I hear appellations when great men transit
But mine was hooting
It is no more a shame
Let me carry my burden like a knapsack
Tables turn they say
If heaven ever remember me
Please forgive my folly
I am but a wanderer without trajectory
Do not erase my name
oh Town Crier!
Wipe not my generation
I am the son of the city dweller!
The heavier the weight of onism
The deeper I discover the sonder of humanity.
