Those men build many houses:
They dig the earth, and they build;
They cut down the trees, and they build;
They work always - building.
From the elevation of the mountainside
I behold the clouds:
The clouds build many beautiful houses in the sky:
They build, and they tear down;
They build, and they dissolve. . . .
The cities of white men,
They are not beautiful like the cloud cities;
They are not vast, like the cloud cities. . . .
A wind-swept teepee
Is all the house I own. . .
The Cities Of White Men
Anonymous Americas
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Poem topics: house, sky, wind, work, earth, white, tear, beautiful, cloud, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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