Why must you be so dominant? It seems like you are taking over the world...Driving into your city it seems like the the 20 story towers go on forever. Construction cranes fill your city sky as if they were alive and breathing, as if they were controlling the city. 6 lanes highways grasp me and have me in awe, with 10 story overpasses welcoming me, as if they were saying thank you for coming. Upscale condo towers meet me at every turn...drawing me in...asking me to come in. Your children of tall glass buildings blind me on a sunny day...as if they were spoiled brats taunting me, and I couldn't do anything about it. How hard is it to give up, to just stop building, no more towers, no more roads, no more cars? The sea of roof tops of nice brick homes looks like the ocean...going to the edge of the Earth...as if the Earth was flat...Instead of playing games, my kids count all the airplanes flying into the city, as it never stops. I am coming Dallas...or am I going? I see your city lights in my rear view mirror headed back to my Oklahoma City.
Sincerely,
G.Walker
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