Empty like the dreams they had
Their lives crushed beneath the steel
And concrete
Broken
They are now dust in a world modern and surreal
Overgrown with tangle and brush
The earth reclaims its own
Without regret
The lives lived there faded
Flesh passes into the gray zone
Spiral staircase follows downward
Collapsed and broken silent since
The uncertainty
No words can relate
The level of emptiness
Of modernity
