Fort Bonifacio
Steel and glass,
a skyline reaching
for an imagined future,
a curated landscape
of commerce and aspiration.
Not just a district,
but a statement of intent,
a polished facade,
hiding layers of history,
beneath the manicured lawns.
The hum of construction,
a constant backdrop,
to the rhythm of progress,
a symphony of cranes,
and the clatter of ambition.
High-end boutiques,
and curated cafes,
a world of privilege,
within the city's grasp,
a carefully crafted illusion.
Memories of soldiers,
whisper through the streets
of battles fought
and territories claimed,
a history buried but not forgotten.
Art installations,
modern and bold,
a dialogue with the present,
a conversation in steel,
and light and concrete.
The green spaces,
carefully planned,
offer respite from the rush,
a moment of stillness,
in the city's relentless climb.
Fort Bonifacio,
a city within a city,
a symbol of transformation,
a place where the past and future collide,
a landscape of ambition,
and the silent echoes of what was.
©bfa040325
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2025
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