Sad Monuments

The tall
shiny glass
skyscrapers,
the symbol
of the
triumphant,
and the man
that makes it
to the
top,
but why
do they
choose
glass?
Is it
to flaunt
the fruit
of their
dreams,
or to
breed
jealousy,
they make
me feel
so small
and
tiny,
like a
boulder
In the
in a deep
dim
Canyon,
they stand tall
the  glistening
monuments
to all
those who
have
failed,
and to those
who have
lost everything
that they
had,
or perhaps
their there
to spur
us on,
but to me,
they are
the forlorn
helpers
that make
the world
seem cold
and
bleak,
and the
giant
frivolous
waste
of
wealth,
that could
really help
somebody