Twins Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

Dots first them to appear morn sparkles rays born, mirroring beams each a flicker brightness of sun dark torn, seeing towers set both reflecting lights.

A fort it is of pile blocks them upward ascends to, places it there in variety the products sort fresher, near a port provision by a float worthy sea vessel.

The stones piling firmly providing stores to serve needs, by activities took feeds that accountable it did deeds, adding it jobs gaining profit of a nation.

Rivet there in the beam melts heat to aid its seal hook frames, at this raid it tag items departments folks, higher levels maid legs it up further ground.

Purchases the rich ores venture a walk of buyers, sales fast food delights laid mixture a tradesman, roam the floors visitors it final no lights a fixture.

Wanderers in its hollow shell heard commerce in ears the registers sound to tell dings, exchanging sold item gain to yell the trade achieving per year.

Shopper feet step pace a mall security screening, coming of guests there from departures its race, obtaining a bank's trade this plan purpose space.

Man forming pie slices paradise cut, selling the treats financial towers it is by their greed provide, tossing economic dices two constructed pieces.