The concept of far away
Makes mundane into magnificence
If you look at the streets
All decrepit ghost of buildings
****** up and built
With soul and gone
The new and commercialized
With none; a soul at all
The smoke and vices
And roads filled with trash
And lost dreams
We see the city for
What it is
Ugly
But on top of a view
So high, overlooking
The metro we are amazed
By the unexpected splendor
Of the otherwise routine and realize that
Detachment makes things beautiful