an end to idealism????
From above, a pretty scene a huge carpet of brown& green forming parts of a kaleidoscope rather an inviting beacon of hope
alluring all with dreams so fine seeming, a veritable gold mine huge columns of resting places seem peopled with pretty faces
zooming down into the place rushing up is another face striking hues of dark and light where is that, the previous sight?
streets and dust, heat and lust this overflowing basket of human rust where are the hopes and the dreams are there any, in this realm?
from above, a pretty scene down below it can't be seen is this the end of the great human city seems devoid of even God's pity
What stayed with you?
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