.......... Love Hate LA There are days when I hate The City Dog eat dog days One-half country girl One-half city girl Tug of war days Los Angeles, city of Lost Angel souls Live differently than New York, city of never sleep Big Apples The people that create this city Spread like pioneers Born from worlds were resources are low They are naturally symbiotic All these lives making something out of nothing The air hangs thick with Silk purses sewn from sow's ears Tonight, I look over the Barrio.... Dogs and barrettas bark Tires and children squeal Horns scold and scold some more Someone is having a party The thump-thump music is interupted by sirens People are laughing While crickets continue to sing thier gig And the ice-cream truck performs a solo Los Angeles lights twitch Hundreds of eyes that itch Under the catylic converter breeze Soon mother nature will sneeze And the earth will shake But life will go on.... © 1999 Evette Eleese