I look up.. Up to the sky
The buildings in mid, the skyscrapers
Fade my vision line
The stars, the twinkles
Replaced by the window shades
The freshness, the breeze
Replaced by the man made caves
Tall and straight
Unanimous yet anonymous
I look up.. to feel light
I see the heaviness.. of glitter and shine
Artificial.. yet the truth
In the towers numbered with letters
In the letter towered, floors numbered
On the numbered floors, alphanumeric flats
Carrying all our dreams, fear, hope and plight
Ironical, it’s for what all crave
To own a coffin
In this cement’s grave.
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