They were translucent, towers

Hard as steel, and made of glass

Stretching toward the sky, glowing


Those who lived inside, people

Fragile as butterfly wings

Propped up by the poor, greedy


They were titans, on mountains

They were illusions, and dust

Washed by rain, scoured by wind, gone


Blood, there is water in it

Bright, from the sunlit fountain

To drink, it was forbidden


The Titans marched on the Earth

The foundation of the world

Radioactive, poison


We are on the edge, clawing

The collective we, falling

Broken nails torn their beds


Look up, you can see through it

The shell around the planet

Thin as veil, and burning


The world on fire



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