We reach out to the sun
Like scrapers do
Towering over one another
Searching for meaning
In an unending sea
That is you and me.

Lifeless and cold outside
Like scrapers are
Seeming to not care
Trying to reach out
In the faceless, nameless sea
That is humanity.

Full of wisdom over the years
Like scrapers always have been
Withstanding the test of time
Going with the flow
In this chaotic mire
That is our world.

Now I stand tall and proud
Like scrapers will be
Knowing that within the bowels
Lying in the very heart
Is hope and peace and love
That is LIFE!

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