We are the cities, old and new alike. We are the buildings: skyscraper or condemned. We are the windows, glinting in the sun -- broken and *****. We are the streets, intersecting, some winding down to the water's edge.
We are the civilizations ancient or teeming -- shining on golden plains, or laying in decay. Edifices rising and temples fallen. We are the gods of the mighty and the lowly. We are the triumphs, we are the tragedies.