Dubai

Dubai. Dubai, the shiny city amongst sand dunes, is built by migrant workers and their blood. Yes, in this unparalleled luxury, hotel staffs smile like bright buttons...or else. Your discontent may cost them their job, suicide amongst migrant workers goes unreported; so guests can sleep in peace in their gilded beds. Should you ever go to Dubai, remember it will drown in the sand, when the economic forces move elsewhere. And this hubris on parched soil will be an historic interlude. The wind in the night will murmur about untold suffering and the soul of the disposed shall whisper words for no one ears and the wailing of the conceited haves shall be goats bleat when sacrificed on the altar of time without end. For this is the universal law, those you enslaved will arise and possess you.