A city made of glass and green. A sight to behold, a wonder to glean. Towering buildings, all crystal and gleam. Greenhouses abound, like a gardener's dream.

But then came the blasts, a deafening sound. Buildings shattered, debris scattered around. Glass shards and rubble, covered the ground. Greenhouses destroyed, no plants to be found.

The city once bright, now shrouded in smoke. Its people in shock, their spirits broke. No longer a haven, a place to evoke. Only destruction, an ominous cloak.

The beauty now gone, forever erased. A once-vibrant city, now laid to waste. A grim reminder, of time and its haste. A city made of glass and greenhouses, displaced.