City at Night II - Where is Everyone?

If it isn't real now, it wasn't real before. So... Where is everyone?

Where is everyone?

- Street lights shine but aren't guiding the way 

merely casting a dim light against cars 

parked menacingly in the middle of the road. 

- In the absence of sound there is something new 

not quite silence, but an empty space 

where noise used to exist. 

- So, where is everyone? 

- I wonder if there's a meeting, to which I was not invited

windows left open, doors left unlocked

it seems the people left in a hurry.

- Perhaps something dreadful is coming

or something wonderful just left

and they followed, tired of city life.

- I have the unsettling feeling, even my footsteps are silent.

- I imagine couples holding hands

and the elderly running scared.

- The sight-seers, and night club go-ers

all gone, without a trace, nothing to suggest

that they had ever been.

- The streets are dry, the sky is clear 

no scuttling rats, no buzzing machinery

no single solitary hint of life.

- Perhaps our society has collectively grown tired

and decided to turn in together

a lasting peace caused by an endless sleep

- Seriously, where is everyone?

- The most frightening question was still to come

why am I still here?

had they ever been here?

have I ever had a conversation?

have I ever kissed? or thrown a fist?

have I ever laughed at a joke?

did you people ever really exist?

- Perhaps not, but that still doesn't answer my question.

- Where is everyone?