the day began with the sun beaming
the birds singing cheerfully
the bees buzzing happily
everything was optimistic
life seemed fairy tale wonderful
as if life were a happy ending evermore
in the sprawling lawn-trimmed suburbs
of the party town metropolis
but beneath the superficial
beneath the sunny day
beneath the fun and serenity
in the seeming shangri la
homicides were happening
drug addicts were dying
women were being raped
business were being robbed
fights were breaking out in bars
the bright happiness of that day
was a day of horror for some
chaos for others
and a day of misery
for more than a few
bob boyd
