City of Gold

For all its havoc, grunge and wreckage,
sirens howling, smog and stench,
the city glowed celestial,
adorned in gold, absolved of sin,
aglow and haloed during dusk,
like El Dorado for an hour.

City of Gold © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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Submitted: April 16, 2021