Anti-Haiku

Desert for miles and miles

yet it manages to bring on smiles

of many who come that better know

of this place not so long ago.

It offers a lot, but takes so much

what you really need is a light touch.

Large men have crumbled, small men have grown

we all could have been equal, not less known.

The city lights that shine so bright

make it hard to distinguish between day and night.

Where glitz and glamour walk hand in hand

and then disparity lurks at the other end.

Showbiz stars and girls so fine

unbridled excess which is not mine.

A city of dreams, a fantasyland

Can I make another grand?

Down the streets the wind it blows

how many thounsands come no one knows.

They all flock in; some decide to stay

eventually some of them loose their way.

The world of leisure and dazzling displays

some fit in, some fall out of place.

From marble steps to corn-blonde gals

there`s another world inside the flood canals.

The city of hope, the city of dreams

once dubbed Sin City, has all the extremes;

it shines so bright in an empty place

we can see the Strip from outer space.