Sunny day, happy children play
And frolic through a field
A sudden halt as a man commands
"Move along, you can't play here"
The machines roar and the children flee
As they watch the pine trees fall
All is laid bare with iron claws
To build a shopping mall
Heavy machinery tearing down archaic burl
Ruthless machinery creating a new shiny world
Efficient machinery devoid of distracting feelings
Heartless machinery commanded by human beings
Concrete, metal and glass
Form the grand design
Rigid and robust fort
To fill this floral shrine
Soon the people fill its halls
And forget what was before
"It's nice to spend time here", they think
"Although it lacks some soul"
Air conditioners, plastic trees
Building sites and soulless machines