Hong Kong Bicycle 香港單車

Bicycle, hong kong, 單車, 香港,

The crumbling metal
meets the moldy cement
They don't talk much
Their words so sparse
you can fit decades of street smarts between them
Their world so quiet they can shatter the thunder from our automobiles
Turning them into meek farts
Yet you neglect
Their power
When they have the answer.
We, the meek little farts.



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