Locked in the extension of dreary roads

to each end runs crumped vehicles and buzzing beings

to work or from work they flow - from stomatal reflections of the building that loads

The daily sped, secular, suppressed and silent, same through each day they sing

Upon weekends where beings come rest

Laughter and gleams brew - in crowded streets and solitary phones

But there are those who still bustle on hand - for meals and instructions persist

Others in recurring search of vain joy - reign the brain for ages unknown

Yet eyes and bodies glisten of liveness - from people busy in each

In stretching monotony do they dedicate and ring - the pursuit of happiness and the good

Yes, they are desperate at times, dried laughs and helpless despair beseech

Yet in hopes and falls arise: complexity, strength, and the very beauty, tapping along twisted livelihoods

Biographies on stage in gleams and glooms, no shallowness be found, but by each moved

Their lives sing upon ebbs and flows, a trickling twist called symphony beloved