Tall buildings that reflect the sun.
Elevators for dizziness.
Rooftop gardens for city fun.
Building floors for better business.
The buildings point to the heavens
Like in Babylon; they won’t bend.
Like in Babylon, they might fall.
Scattering people like debris.
I don’t want to be here to call.
I don’t want it to happen here,
But we must be very prepared.
Brains should come with the look, dear friend.
Clarion Write-a-Thon 2012
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