Where justice is a synonym for compassion
Where success is a synonym for altruism
Where wealth is a synonym for generosity
Where ambition is a synonym for benevolence
I came here
Enthralled
Thirty-five years ago
Wide-eyed country boy
Glass and steel
In perfect lines
Rose above
The waters tread by commerce
Up the hill
And through the woods
Round corners
Through the trees
Over roots and rocks
Over this world
Of heat and sorrow
Which takes so much
Then leaves so little
I am reminded
Earth is a very small place
And I
I am a very small man
I cannot see
Into the depths
I cannot see
The other side
Not the horizon
Where there is only
More water
And more land
How many times
Have I watched
The last rays
Of a day dying
I visited
Many towns and villages
Where people lived in what I called poverty
The more I drove
The more I realized how much I have
But how little of it I need