Survival of the Fittest

Life in a concrete jungle.
Gasping breath,
Beating heart,
In thy Crucial midst;
Only my Raging Soul.

Thy would see my efforts,
Last of my zeal,
Labours of my skill,
I will have the last call.
Published: 5/2/2017
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