With the colour drained out of Times Square
The yellow cab screamed, look at me!
Make the most of it, my photo will soon be up there.
Then stand back, as Times Square comes alive.
Pushing that yellow cab into the background
No more than a tool to get from A to B
Does that sound big headed?
Go ahead, you can say it.
No matter, for I am the light…
© Anita Dawes 2021