Looking out from my balcony I saw sunlight glinting.

It’s been there forever

The glinting

The laser-sharp sparkles

Hitting empty glass and concrete artifacts

Bouncing photons that came from the sun eight minutes ago

To heat up

Images of what was once a place of promise.

See now

Image of a place where the promise was captured

By the addiction of personal gain.

Image of reaching for the stars

While stomping on the faces of those

Who reached up in awe,

Pushed up without thinking

Those who used,

Those who used up,

Those who discarded

The hands that reached up in awe

Who pushed up their beliefs

To the stars,

But ended up, instead,

Pushing up the greedy.

Eyes wide shut

Seeing only gold in the glinting of the sun,

The greedy

Grabbed,

Captured,

Obfuscated,

Made their own

The glinting sun,

Their distorted words of belief,

To own the people

The rocks