SKYLINES

I see the city’s sunset skyline
on the road’s horizon,
a spreading silhouette of towering buildings
littered with many colored lights.

Visions of utopia
summon waves in euphoria,
traveling so long and alone,
how weary I am to find that refuge
where I can thrive and enjoy
all the festive sounds and carnival sights,
marketplaces teeming with variety,
businesses where I can excel
and lavish residences furnished
to my every taste and desire.

My insides crave the hunger
of metropolitan existence,
sample every pleasure and know each delight,
get swallowed in a throng,
until this loneliness dies within my heart.

Then I recall the rumors of crimes,
dangers of pollution,
all the intrigue from office politics,
stress from the congestion
as well as the plague of corruption

Stepping on the gas,
ahead I see the exit sign,
but keep on driving
somewhere I’m sure to discover
along this highway
that place my head can’t sense
flaws that spoil the paradise.