What future? ~ for Sunday Scribblings and Poefusion

Pic from Deviant Art ~ firefox13 ~ Future of our Planet??
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This poem is in response to 2 prompts ~ The future of the Planet on Sunday Scribblings and a via negativa poem on Poefusion.
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Cities are not cold and lifeless
Smogging nature's lifeblood ~
They host the gathering of multifarious minds
Like a corroboree
Celebrating the glory of a killing
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Urban shapes are not real ~
Planning is merely the spark
Of accidental circumstance ~
Shapes grow in chaotic profusion ~
Mini dreams
Of real estate moghuls
Elasticising
Molder and mayhem ~
The height of surreal
Optimism and decadence
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Urban shapes are not unreal
They are gods of reality
Projecting
Pretence and pretext
As pseudo reality
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For some
An aerial view
Of our cities is
Ugly ~
Is that a sign of an
Ugly future?
Or is there a beauty in
Urbanity
Not tabled in
Mausoleums
Yet
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Cities are not a symbol of death ~
Urban shapes are not real
But they are not unreal either
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Progress is not sadness ~
Virtual worlds are not real
But they are not unreal either
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The planet
The future
Hangs
In perfect

Paradoxical
Oxy-
Moronic
Misruled
Balance
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