Tonight's the night. Boaz (us) is kinda wild, y'know.

I wander Main St. and Cross Ave. each day.

Parks? Try Liberty Park, so chill and calm.
The river runs by, a twist of water.

Local landmark? The old train depot.

I sit there & reflect on life.
A separation line in my mind, "چونكه زندگی همچنان ادامه دارد..."

I keep mumbling phrases from A Separation, it's surreal.

Liberty Park, man – its trees speak.
I stroll near Elm strets, every step a story.

Sometimes I get mad at teh noise downtown.

I luv quiet alleys too, like Cedar Ln.
My favorite spot is near Southside Bridge.

I drop by a dingy cafe on Broad Way.

I remember a day, so recally, it changed me.
I relax on a bench by the tiny park,

finding solace in every moment.

Wierd how things shift, right asap?
I'm always on the watch, monotomne like Dexter,

saying, "Tonight's the night."

I grin at soccial gatherings in this city.
Every sigh, every step is exampel.

Some streets feel unintrupt, like a secret.

Neighborhoods are alive, each lane a story.
There’s humor in chaos, yes, indepth hidden gems.

I walk the city, frenly, with hope.
Boaz (us) is raw, real, and a journey.

Trust me, you won't believe these tales!