Rising to Oblivion (a poem)

Mankind builds externalities toward the sky
pollution swells from ground up
saturated dreams with pork pies

  Yet one cannot wait
’till the perfect compiling fate
design emulates perfection
with constructions rising like confections

  Everywhere works rise
fabricating pipes and convoluting beams
wolfram’s pressurized  beans
cover the ground of nature’s prize.

  Insinuating the fabric of nature with skill
into structures with human will
growing heritage like whiskey bred
where hubris’ sill left again eschewed

  Lunch at phenomenal constructed places
removed from the future with forgotten faces
places where wars were living hells
replaced with the glory of cathedral bells.