New York City

Streets coming alive
a river of verve
flowing to endure.
Preserve, please preserve.

Heavenly altar,
the twins are your base.
Soon you must falter
but never erase.

Columns holding sky,
radiating fates.
High so high, goodbye
most beautiful mates.

By the means of screams,
the world sees dust.
Evil threatened dreams
with religious lust.

Enduring the souls
as the fire glows.
The city with holes
rose with fatal blows.

Rocked from foundation
New York will not break.
Pride of a nation,
strengthened by the wake.