HIS MODEL CITY

His model city is perfect.

Clean, organized,

pristine.

It is safe there

no danger or threat dares invade.

His toy people are glorious minions

doing what is expected:

honest, true

loyal in their servitude.

Their lives are good,

just, controlled by a higher power.

His.

There is nothing more to it.

It works well;

no complaints ring from his model city

beneath skies of regular blue.

All is right.

All is good.

All is pristine.