Shiny City
All the good old things replaced by the shiny new,
But when does shiny new become a has been?
Things of depth and things of worth trashed because you can.
It all looks so good now and you look so smug but time turns,
Shiny new city with sparkling towers will fade,
It's time will run, it's autumn will come,
Then back to skid row, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Copyright © Cousin Paulie | Year Posted 2020
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