Gaining Losses

A city magnificent, out does the old.

A city significant, built out of gold.

There has never been another, city so built,

the makers now dead, feeling no guilt.

It was once a forest.

 

The mall was the tallest, tallest of all.

The building for the all, less someday it falls.

The windows all sparkling, shining up high,

with wall to wall parking, yet the children all cry.

It used to be a park.

 

The gates were outstanding, sensors erect.

A computer surrounding ready to detect.

Still nobody was laughing, when children have reason,

and what would you do, if you went to prison?

My mistake....this high school! ?