You are now In New York, that great range of concrete and steel,
Deaf and loud and on the shore
It vomits humans, and howls out for more!
Yet in its misery what treasures you will see!
That which was God given, greater none other than he,
You had fallen on evil times. Only to dust off and stand
among the spirits of time and land!
Its illuminated skyscrapers pierce the midnight sky
Like jagged mountain peaks but more sublime,
In the streets below its soul is trembling
Horror and beauty are assembling,
Beneath its luscious lips and heavy eyelids, seem to hide a lie
At once furious and lurid, struggling and stuttering underneath, it will not die.
It hides well the agonies of anguish and death!
Its heart pumps, as its blood flows and ebbs and takes away your breath!
New York, New York and your crazy infectious, abstract madness!
Like a wild child with an uneasy melodious beauty unhinged and filled with sadness!
Your Empire state innate in art deco sunburst glory!
Its majestic sister Miss Chrysler with its Godhead Silos and their flying wheels look so deliciously gory!.
As you ferry out under the leviathan Brooklyn Bridge
Over your shoulder Manhattan looms like a jagged steel ridge!
Behold a great green copper clad lady called Liberty
Holds high a beacon to success and liturgy!
Though your colossus of Rhodes may one day crumble and fall,
Your spirit and pride will forever stand majestic and tall and all.
A strange brew with Travis Bickle, Scorcese pickle, Lovecraft pepper in a heavenly dystopia stew.