Cool, gray, paved cement
Dominates once vegetated land
And mirrors the molded humans
That trudge along its path
Neatly cut symmetrical squares
Form fixed monotonous lines
And discourage deviation
From the predefined path
Flecks of distant color
Strive to be distinguished
Yet the unyielding gray
Masks the juxtaposition
Categorized and depersonalized
With variance hidden and paved
Where uneven slabs are reprehended
And nothing is allowed to change