Downtown

Who planted these trees that have grown so tall?

I stand amongst them feeling small.

Giant trees of steel and concrete

That make the sequoia and redwood petite.

Massive cathedrals to live and to work.

Menacing forests where night creatures lurk.

Ground-level paths where the sun never shines.

Back streets and alleyways. Havens for crime.

Yet, something about it keeps drawing them back.

Saints and do-gooders brave the attack.

From beggar to princess, from priest to clown,

All breeds and all creeds can be found

Downtown.