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Question: In my poem, can you see the Eve of Disaster!?
The morning sun lay quite
upon the eve of reaching noon!.
How strong and bright she spread
her light, take care disaster soon!.
You want to know how long it is
until the day grows short!?
Beware the buildings up and tall,
the ones without the art!.
For in due time when choking smog
darkens the skin and hair,
beware the buildings up and tall
and breathe the poisoned air!.
For man has made himself too many,
no room to lie down and die!.
Built artistic works of steel
high into the sky!.
The morning sun lay quite
upon the eve of reaching noon,
how strong and bright
she spreads her light
but dark, as dark as night!.
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I like your writing!.!.!. excellent
think it could have been darker, overhanging on the life!.!.!.you know!.!.!.< mean this constructively>Www@QuestionHome@Com