I had a dream
it was full of gleam
wonderful fascination it was
but in a quick toss
the reality dawned fast
opening up in a cast
the place that came often
now shows up in a soften
which was beyond imagination
has suffered a repercussion
appears tattered and worn-out
famished and spent out
the streets look chaotic and shoddy
shine through with a gaudy
walls all black and mossy
the entire Manhattan bustles
with subdued ripples
the vociferous talk around
now assumes a weak sound
gone are the days of domination
financial district has lost the rumination
the spell spread a few years back
been there for almost a century in track
slips into a meek disoriented fade
a course none expected in the least
yet that be one of a fall in a heat
as Manhattan seems now in tone
a commercial entity without bone
Oh! it was a shock to me all along
as my stay ends up with this sad song.
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