Zero Hour

It's not really a story, just more or a monolouge really, it isn't long though; 250 words approx, its describes a place, see if you know it

Where there should be darkness, I see a sky on fire. I stand on a thirteenth story balcony staring at the most disgusting, dissolute and deplorable city in the world, and it is beautiful.

Where I should see a sky with stars scattered, light pollution leaves the city with an intense ominous orange glow. My night-time lullaby is the siren song of police cars harmonised by the tones of decadent delinquents, the meaningless profanity they shout, the empty curses, they are pleasingly familiar.

The spirit of the city never sleeps, its trains continue to rumble at its belly and the lights of the many structures are a mass of twinkling eyes. I find it ironic that the heart if the city should be an eye, the eye; the ever turning Ferris wheel beats red this June, as it had in February, I see just before the horizon.

My estate stretches out before me, deprived dilapidated housing, abused mistreated parks where young and old alike smoke in the small green of the concrete jungle.

The wind kisses my face, I smile. The night air is humid and carries an aberrant scent; why does my city smell so Caribbean? I welcome the new tropical smell; it makes my second home feels as though it were the first.

Below the streets are not paved with gold, but I would gladly kiss those streets to show my appreciation any day. And above shine the orange glowing heavens over the glorious city of London

Author's Note

The image is a photo I took myself, but unfortunatly it is marred by bad quality, if only you could see it the way I could.

Reviews

[Jeremy DeVaughn]

Very poetic. For some reason, I find that standing on the "thirteenth story balcony" adds a bit more of an eerie beauty to the piece.

[Lucy Joan]

I really love your word diction and imagery here. The description of the city is especially convincing and I feel as if I were actually there. Well written!

[KristenMaye]

I had figure from your profile that the city would be london but you threw me at "the spirit of the city never sleeps". I ove the imagary in this; I feel as if I am standing on that balcony as i read it.

[Denise Deas]

Awww. Wow you certainly love your city. I feel exactly the same way about NYC. I woud lvoe to go there. Anyway even though this phrase is used alot for poetry the imagery is amazing. I feel the love you have for your city. GREAT Job.

[deeps]

I thought this was a well written write here.
I have a question why the bigger letters toward the end?
This is wonderful. I like it alot.