Standing strong
Giant structures
Artless forms
Reaching high
Towards the heavens!
Looking down upon men,
Builders of the edifice
Standing now as ants.
At the mercy of the framework
Of steel, stone, and sand,
With copper cable veins
One after another
Each looking quite the same.
Spreading their shadows
Where light had long since been
Their glassy surface
A thousand mirrors, witnessing the scene.
Spreading in the distance
With an occasional gleam,
Stealing the greenery from
The green.