The difference between skies
On different sides
When looking up through light pollution
In this green and septic isle
No reason may i find to smile
Strain your eyes, search aloft to find
The Goddess, veiled by progress' cost
That orange glow that greed dictates
All but obscures Her perfect face
This rat race
No joy found here from gazing up
The heaven has lost it's resolution
Wrapped in narcotic, chemical gauze
No motivation now , to pause
To take a moment to inspect
What lies above, better yet
To cast downward disillusioned gaze
Continue through this modern maze
That we have made
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