Standard Chartered

© Ernest Mackina Photography 2014

Chartered by this breathing city

Its Standards are imprinted within me

Withdraw knowledge from its cautious history

Deposit my own difference through this photographic poetry

Improving it’s image through poetics and pictorially

Accounting for each of it’s urbane art accounts

Ensuring each account is accounted for

I’m it’s teller, counting each of it’s dreams

My voice is a stamp that certifies never ending hope

Cause in it’s vault, lies a rich heritage stocked with Exchange Stock

Potential noticed even by Eric Bloch,

Each pavement is an avenue of harmony between swag-chasers and yesteryear’s  folk

Harbouring sons and daughters of right now,

Yesterdays hits, one hit wonders and gurus on whose doors tomorrow knocks

Calm air and clean water, slow at times but never drag your feet when you hit this spot

Slow at times, but not an excuse for your chase to ever stop

Slow at times, but there lies future in the truth, haste your pace, don’t ever flop

Bright lights, my city never sleeps, look outside your window and take a peep

If you slow down and look aside you’ll find out its now next week

In total

The moon crusades through tunneling mottles of clouds

As if to caution mankind to be cautious;

"Take heed, in your pursuit to get there

Do not lose track of what you have here,

Seek not to over value what you are not,

Inversely (tragically) under value what you are

I have see your kind,

At night, their dreams light up my view of your world,

Brighter than Milky Way stars

Fuel your personalities with passion

Shop smartly for the gospel in truth,

In total..."

Image © of Ernest Mackina

I couldn't hear the rest of his ramblings, but in my tracks I stopped, pondered, started to muse... Counted my blessings, and saw that many of them I had abused