When did we presume to move mountains?
drilling stone, stripped to the bone.
Terra is not so Firma anymore.
we little deities, false failing prophets,
magnifying merits,
we preen, we thinking apes,
imagination not limited
faster, higher, brighter we build.
our legacy, puny beings that we are,
is self destruction.
Olympus and Valhalla fall
engulfed in fire and flood.
Listen you can hear the universe laughing,
the jokes it seems is on us.
Deliberate use of cliche. Yeah what you going to do,
Governments should focus on environmental economics, not capitalist economics. Otherwise nothing will change.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As it was in the beginning so shall it be in the end.