36 stories tall stands this condo block , on it's left stands one 47 stories tall
Each story harbors as many stories as there are rooms

Windows that encompass the whole floor showcase this life to the world , from where i stand

i can see below me , a man walking into the ally way to wash from a bucket and a bowl ,
i can see someone watching tv in bed , vest and boxer shorts on whilst his partner sleeps
i can see brothers laughing at smokes , lying on air conditioning vents
i can see a western woman put her washing in the machine
i can see taxi cabs and motorbikes
i can see shopping malls and banks
i can see progress
i can't see progress
i can see sadness
i can see fear
i can smell the nights allure of alcohol and lust

i can see all this from the vantage point of my 15th floor balcony
i wonder who see's me ?

can you smell my sandalwood incense as i light a prayer ?
what satellite passes above my head? who catalogues this internet usage? where do these words exist apart from on a screen?
where have we come from? where are we going? what do we expect?

Humanity has choices to make , break free from the jail keepers handmade jail cell.