NYC

They went at blitzkrieg, sounded like thunder,

The reality made my dream surrender!

The fallen buildings stand taller than they were,

She weeps on a bustling night, through them I gaze at her.
Smiles from around the globe light up the square,

Business is overlooked by the religious chair!

A ramp on the road, the bull charging through,

I know now, why so many men it drew.

That chocolate on the top and ice at the bottom,

An empire to which, one day I want to come.

The lights blur as bridges widen the gap,

I see her with arms open around me, waiting to wrap!