Night Giving Way to Day

The scene was basically dark, perhaps not in the way one would have imagined. Off course the street lamps were on, true the night city scenery glowed with the brilliance of one luxury we as humans have managed to become so dependent on-electricity. And hey the streets were filled with 'modern chariots' having lights; jostling to and fro on the generously wide street. People miled back and forth. The way he saw it, they did like the pendulum of some old clock he had seen some place.Everyone buzzing with and towards his or her particular aim. Some had no aim however-they just walked, where in particular he could not...
"Paaaaaaaaaaaaaam!! The rude sound of a car's horn interupted his contemplation.
"Will you get off the road!! If you have a death wish go someplace else. Go jump of the bridge or something!!"
He looked at the man who had so said. Could he blame him. The system had been good to him.Look at him he thought. Probably was born into a home where it was all laid out for him even before he arrived this...this cruel world!! He got out of the way as the man screecheddrove- off, trying so hard not to let his torn sneakers tear to the point he would have to walk on his bare soles.
The city was full of their kind. Mummy, Daddy were on top of the cream in society. And all he done was scoop it. A baby who knew only how to wail-he scooped it. A toodler developing the very deadly tantrums of selfwill-still he scooped it. A preteen with a world view that he and his kind were all that mattered and still he scooped that cream!! A teenager in high school or secondary school and what do you know-he was scooping it still. Guess what he's doing after going to the university-a place his kind can only dream of going to-O yeah he's still scoooooping the stuff even more of it.
He looked at the man's plush car go. It was one of those mobile sardine cans some would kill for. Not that he minded that he was scooping stuff-the real good stuff. All he wanted some too. Who would turn his way, with a word of kindness and give him a chance of a lifetime? Where was kindness in the world. He looked himself over as others miled about, some dressed in suits and clothing-with costs he knew could feed him for a year. No one knew what was going through his mind-no really cared- at least that was the way it seemed. He looked out it was night time he was in a city with bright lights. So much affluence glittered round about-but it didn't stop him from wondering-when Night would really give. The kind of night he was gloom about-was anyones' guess...