The City Poem by Barry Middleton
The City
Great slabs
are laid into her maw
like ribbons of death
tied neatly with a concrete bow.
She ruminates on robot wheels,
humanity reduced to steel.
Within her entrails the slow
mutation of a nation breeds.
Is this the unction of man's pity?
The obesity of a city.
Tuesday, April 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: cities,humanity
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