fell down upon the realm of man
On a scorned mound
we erect another monolith
buckled under its own ego
another pillar of content
another milestone of man
pity the weak
we cry out in laughter
as trees are felled
how the mighty have fallen
we mock the roots
parasitic ape;
spills his black blood
blotting out the sun
wither to sallow flesh
saplings writhe where man is idle
an imperfect genocide
erected upon weakened ground
finally gave way
toppled down. toppled down
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