Feel the pulse of the light,
Smell the ambition in the air.
Teeming with opportunity,
This is the dream land.Skyscraper castles,
Cement gold streets;
Sidewalks filled of
Lone ranger fleets.I pray I'll find my purpose
In this powerhouse of life.
I'm so enchanted
By its promise of strife.I'll keep my wits about me
And be wary where I tread
But this uncharted world
Is where my future lies ahead.