Underground City by Derinkuyu
Subterranean
The subterranean
environs down below,
deep but not dank,
underneath all within these depths
where darkness once crept,
keeps underground stores for food,
the only peril now would be flood.
Down from up man switched his gaze,
traded lanterns for the light of day,
to not feel that heat,
to gain respite from the noise of feet.
Dead souls do not linger here,
this is a place with much life
impersonating majestic night,
where man found grand room for such grand rooms
as danger up above them loomed.
Solemn not the norm here in this glad place
And voices boom, no gallery of tombs
or cells for those who don't move.
This subterranean space,
well below the darkling skies and stars,
by edicts of kings and will of man dug.
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