WASHINGTON SQUARE

Walking in the park,
Long after it is dark,
People left and right,
In the glow of a light.

Shadows on the street,
Fellows that we meet,
Humanity comes alive
In those who do survive.

Noise of the city hums
As the writers and bums
Discuss the human race,
Flying through space.

Hoist the bottle higher,
As we stand around the fire,
In the park, in the night,
With the universe in sight.