"Someone high up, someone with power, someone with a lot of wealth. All seem like the sky.

No. They are the dark sky controlling our lives.

Where and to whom will I be the sky?

We want to be the sky too.

Not dark clouds that press down on others.

One that supports each other.

I wish it could be a world in which we can all be blue skies to each other."

Sky - "The Early Morning of Labor" No Hae Park. (the poem was on "Man to Man")