Beware the Man Who Builds Towers
Beware the man who builds towers,
Who above us needs to see,
For it's shadows not flowers
That will fall to you and me.
In his cityscape high above
Where ever upward his to climb;
Who'd believe he was thinking of
What is yours and what is mine?
Till looking up I see it's true,
Who is first and who is last
And though it seems all bright and new,
A shadow's all it will cast.
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