Downtown Toronto skyscrapers
Sky Scraping
If I have to look up to see your grandeur
Then what importance do you hold for me?
Everything essential to my heart and mind
Is in front of me
Yes, I look to the sky, why wouldn’t I?
To the clouds, to the wind
To the spirit within
But not you
You have always been my saboteur
Reminding me of the cold
That paralyzed my plight
Your capital charisma
Does nothing but amuse me
And I will not be impressed
By your obvious stateliness
For success is not dressed
The sun bares the truth
Magnified in your every window
Exposing your hard lines
Disclosing your designs
Of your eyes on the pie
As you scrape at the sky
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mishunderstood 
Exposing your hard lines
Disclosing your designs
Of your eyes on the pie
As you scrape at the sky
i’m with you 110% misunderstood,
i’d rather be on our farm digging in the soil.
skyscrapers and what they represent, long ago
lost their appeal. you captured the sentiment perfectly.
Thank you. I have deep rooted reasons for these feelings and I thought some day I would let go of them. Not a chance. 🙂
yes, so do i. see in your tag that this is a pic of the finical district, i spent 2 years and was on the trading floor of the American Stock Exchange during Black Monday, the crash of ’87. and the when the bankers crashed the economy in ’07, i lost my 2 chef jobs on the same day, snuffing out years of hard work and a promising new career.
‘heh, not a chance!’
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