The Road

Looks the same in today
Yesterday it was under repair, messy is the best description.
Not sure it is the same road of yesterday,
Coloring bricks, red vessels,
In a sudden, water pour out from the tiny holes
No one is aware, invisible eyes are watching into ones life
Only the street has been known the true, but stay cool.

Yesterday it was dogged,
Not sure today the road is the same as yesterday.
The black oil road and greenish grass
In a sudden, with cactus take away the fresh air.
Other than that, nobody aware the tiny invisible eyes take down every single movement of your life
The signboards can't any longer recall they are snapped.

I am standing in the hanging city,
the underground is stacking with numbers of breaking layers.
Apart from that,
the underground wafer drains,
are spy sneaking,
radiating millions of codes storing every single minutes of surface
our life and activities.

THEY are motivated to copy our living
to rebuild their new planet.
With the same underground wafer drain system and piping.
With MRT is running on the line.
And you are walking on the surface across the street.
And I am waiting for the green light.