Hidden gems

by joetwo

The city spreads into the distance

Dirty, cold and anonymous

Blatantly ignoring the trials of those living in it

You can walk for hours with nothing but soul-crushing monotony

Street after street sapping what joy in live you can possess

But then

You turn a corner and find a haven from oppression

A park, a gallery, a bar filled with laughter

Protected from sameness they thrive

Promoting diversity, life under the heart of the beast

A collection of hidden gems

Free for all who know where to look