Modern City

Rivers of lights running over asphalt,
a gray sky covering above.
Mountains of iron and concrete,
the sun rays flickering through the crevices.
Lonely trees, refugees of some forest.
Factories that never rest or sleep,
saturating the air with gloominess,
while absorbing the vital substance of life.
Work that consumes the hours and the days.
People running to fulfill their duties.
Humans, that live to serve the currency,
left without family and soul.


Maria Fischinger


Chicago, 2007