SKYSCRAPER SOULS- a poem
Skyscraper Souls By Penni Livingston (The Lorax Lawyer)
Tall buildings, skyscraper souls
cold hearts filled with holes
money the means, money the end
money their best and only friend
currency is not the measurement of worth
far more important to protect the earth
try to keep up, now do the math
the peril of salary hinders one’s path
reliance on good is far supreme
manifest reality from your dream
doing well by doing good
beautify the neighborhood
enhancing what we already got
not by putting up a parking lot
Implement the best solution
getting rid of all pollution
don’t linger waiting for big brother
step up now to help another
reaching out your helping hand
restoring health to our great land
when you plant the healing seed
you’ll find yourself, your soul, indeed
health restored to the souls so tall
health restored to the planet, all
much to learn, much to teach
heights of heaven within our reach
not with dollars, not with yen
not with towers built by men
the pearl of great price cannot be bought
except by builders of towering thought
thinkers, be doers, without much pause
love for all the greatest cause
patched up hearts, souls restored
the world we love, one accord
