Millions of eyes look down
What do they make of us
Scurrying like ants
Going about their day
People going to work
While smaller people play
Metal carts on blackened tracks
Floating shapes on their back
Metal birds fly overhead
Their roaring engines we all dread
Greened fields like 3 D Shapes
Clouds below like earthly drapes
Fauna, shrubs trees we perch
We congregate like natures...
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