Essay

Saturday in the city
Today is Saturday morning,
See the city, empty

Today, people have a hard time earning money.
So, on Saturday, at home,
and slowing down life.

I see the pedestrians of the city,
Synchronize with the city's green trees.

I see the traffic of the city,
Synchronized with the floating clouds over the city.

I see the city,
Synchronize with the vast universe.

See me,
I don't care about everything.