In a day, the city has a new face
A magician pulling rabbit out of a hat;
In a year, its ambience malodorous
Inch of space eating away concrete.
Green unseated by thick red brick,
Vegetation edged out by milling crowds,
They move in, shrinking the city arc
Squeezing out the lifeline of spring,
The new skyscraper with mighty brow,
Vaporises the seeds into clouds.
Its spires point to silhouette of things,
Masonry snuffing out the glow.
Eyes glued to the wall, in a stampede
Of fears, clutching at the reed. |