These are the days of the open hand
They might just be the last
Look around now
These are the days of the beggars and the choosers
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance
And legitimate excuses
The rich declare themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much
But we'll take our chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping score
I guess somewhere along the way
He must have let us all out to play
Turned his back and all God's children
Crept out the back door
And it's hard to love, there's so much to hate
Hanging on to hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above say it's much too much too late
Well maybe we should all be praying for time (5 years and 2699 days ago)
Not very toy-esque in my opinion. Maybe bump up the contrast a bit? Right now the colors are pretty drab and earthtone-esque; I'd saturate the crap out of this to give it more of a "toy" feel. Finally, I'd also straighten the horizon up a bit. All the best!
wonderful photo
I like the poem (and the photo) - did you write it, author?
No.This is a song performed by George Michael.
The song was released in 1990.
Amazing concept. Love the lights on it
Perfect Shot
This is a great image author, great composition, lights, text, and also the smoke is very well made (even though it's not the first thing I saw at first glance). Great job author. Glad to see pictures like this and glad to vote it. Good luck!
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