Amidst the starry, teeming swarm,
A faltering experiment,
It swells without intent—
A keystone of an ancient fort's old form.
Blood-drenched, devout, the hillsides stand
In power's games and cruel designs,
Assassin of all true resigns,
Just money now,and saints with gritted sand.
The land is raining tools and gear,
As though a chimpanzee guffaws,
It shattered all the learning's laws—
See how it violates nature,fierce and sheer.
It crafts out demons, gods, and ways
With overweening arrogance,
Shameless,unchecked exuberance—
An ode to war that parcels out the days.
At the crossroads, Science and Friendship wept,
Blindly,it passed them by,
It wanted,competitively,
For civilization's roads to be swept.
But in the cosmos, who will care
For human joy or peace of mind?
False gods have told humankind:
“Just one more faint,terrestrial failure there.”
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