Today, the pyramids of the industrial revolution just uselessly stand in the way,
they’re a scar in the landscape. The deafening noises have been replaced by silence,
but if you listen carefully they will tell you their story.
Abandoned hospitals where you can still smell the anxiety of the ill,
where you can hear the coughing of the TBC infected and where once doctors
and nurses walked through the shiny corridors.
A 100 years old hotel, standing proudly at the waterfront, arrogantly overlooking
the beach and fiercely withstanding all the storms of the past century,
a decayed symbol of wealth for the rich.
These are abandoned places . . .