This Is Our Mega City

The streets full of and packed with, Traffic jams halting the pace for a break And life coming to a stop, Breath seeking for space, Pulsation feeling uneasy, Life struck into the lifts Unable to carry overloads As for the people unmindful of and careless, Again the halted people going with the light signals, The two lanes, four lanes highway Busy with The incessant coming and going of vehicles, No respite from, The ambulances screeching and wailing And with the flashing beacon lights, The patient on ventilator, The oxygen being given, Looking blank, aghast In the city unmindful of All that happened to him, The crowds in the gait of their own, Hurrying past.