Another sea-city has grown up
sand upon sand, what else
stirrings of the deep so loud
it is a wall and little else

of designs fantastic and outlandish
made to survive their day in the heart
here is the latest-

channels open to the sea,
whose crashes, sprays and roars
move closer

defence repaired and repaired again
embellishment imagined, as quickly
put in place

an orderly ship-shape creation
employs attentive hands
and dragging into exile the generation who built it 
the hardest task of all

a plastic shovel thrown and left in temper
by dawn on the sandy plain
hints at what was