Lost Angeles

Thu, 08/15/2013 - 00:23 -- nsure40


Of all the places throughout the land,

we decided to build a city on top of sand.

Dragging water down from the highest mountain top,

or across the land from rivers to every township.


Whether this was done out of greed or hubris,

with the world on our shoulders we stood like atlas.

Like all others it started small with the stores of mom and pop

until the skyscrapers we built did reach the clouds lower tip


In the end when the water is gone,

may we sing one final song.

Through stupidity or shame

all it showed was that we were lame.


This desert that we hope to be ageless,

Is nothing more then the city of angels, Los Angeles.


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