The ciy but silent

On a night like tonight
the street is a true ghost town.

Everyone/ at home
Or out someplace

A part of the city/ so forgotten
On this silent night

All you can see are the drivers
Going someplace.

A street so residential:
Where is everyone?

So close to a main street
But everyone is gone

Only thing within earshot
Are the crickets and cars

In moments like these:
You’re so far away

A silence/ so rare
Within the cityscape

These are the days
You almost never see.