Walking through the streets

by Jonathan Becedas

Walking through the streets 
of the city.
It rains.
Pale faces;
serious,
worried,
expressionless,
sad,
unhappy …
faces.

A man sitting
on the floor, 
wet.
People.
Some go,
others come,
some run ...
And cars ...
many cars.
Also a motorbike
making noise.
And a lot of noise:
engines,
claxons,
voices.
And adverts,
everywhere,
some illuminated,
so they can be better seen.

And more pale faces;
serious,
worried,
expressionless,
sad,
unhappy …
faces.

It does not surprise me,
the human being
does not breathe 
exhaust pipes.