Day 2 Normal [QianWei]

Normal

It certainly was not.
The smells, the sights, they all make you pause.
Of golden powder, of colours of the world,
the buildings, the shops, the people, transworld.

But I was not raised there,
even my visits there are rare.
Perhaps thats why
its extradinaire.
But the beauty of this place
is not one that I can see.
Its not the smells, its not the sights,
its not how this place is extraordinarily bright.
The beauty of this place
is how extraordinarily normal it is,

for people live here,
for people work here.
I am merely passing,
but this is peoples home.
They see the same smell the same smells, see the same sights,
everyday,
of course itll be normal,
for this is their home, 

and home should be normal