tragity

Modern Ways

Rustling trees shimmer
impeding winds of mother nature
her dominance molds our lives

vial gushes of chilled rain cascade
beating on our feeble heads

we run for shelter
leaping cascaded gravel
dodging mechanical aliens
to escape to the serene concrete environment
our deaf world

the infrastructure of our modern ways
designed to withstand her brutality

we are the paramount ones

engineering trickery
20th century witchery
will tame the beast

acrid odors seep relentlessly form our world
blackened smoke torn skies linger
puking acid back in our faces

gallantly we march towards developed foundations
echoing strength in our mind
slithering tongues laughing pompously
as the door slams behind
2/19/1995