God In A Dustbin

Change around us
The atmosphere's misused
And THE CLOUDS fear the moon
And gardners weep
As the concrete seeps
In the viens running down
My favouraite esplanade
How can we pray
When decay is an offering
Companies sing
In an orchestra hammering
God in a dustbin
Means faith can be anything
What does it take to replace
All those simple things?
Just imagine
A galaxy removed
Where the buildings have no ceilings
And architects meet
In a natural retreat
For a change they show
Some integration