Freedom Tower
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Golden Leaf
Here is a modern tower of Babel:
A monolithic steel & glass structure
That so proudly reflects the deep blue skies.
A nerve centre of capitalism,
Buttressed by bold billion door dreaming.
It looks down on its skyscraper rivals
And is fit with cloud bursting antennae:
To receive keen signals from lesser gods.
It's sentimental, but eschews the tragic.
Born of hubris; deliberately detached
From the world's perpetual sorrows & pain;
For progress must continue unabated,
In spite of contemporary hindrances.
O this modern tower of Babel:
This steel phallus that penetrates the sky
Is illuminated intermittently,
With the splendid red, white & blue of a
Peculiar kind of freedom & justice.
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