The Old Year Is Almost Looking New

The Old Year Is Almost Looking New

By Paul McCann 

I hear the sound of the traffic

and there’s nothing I can do to stop it

wile here inside my head the lights have all gone red

and there’s no way out of the city tonight .

I see the people waiting there

And they are all trying to cross over

but  the traffic won’t stop not even for the cop

who is standing on Ortigas Avenue .

I smell the powder in the air

of the fireworks that explode everywhere

its still news years eve and the people they won’t leave

until New year comes and gives them the green light .

The lingering taste of Milkfish

is something here not many can banish ,

we’ll make our way from Manila Bay

and tomorrow I will say goodbye to you     

 I sense the city is alive

Long before the pope is due to arrive

Some things happening between the good and the bad

And now the old year is almost looking new   .