From foragers swinging in the trees
To hunters striding through the grass
The sun and watery sphere ruled us.
As civilized we learned to farm
To shape and harness beast and grass
Our fathers struggled with the Gods.
Now sins of fire, bow and axe and plow.....
Our **** in orbit, fouling deep in ground
All decay and rain upon our heads.
9/24/2011
Sep 24, 2011
Sep 24, 2011 at 6:34 AM UTC
From foragers swinging in the trees
To hunters striding through the grass
The sun and watery sphere ruled us.
As civilized we learned to farm
To shape and harness beast and grass
Our fathers struggled with the Gods.
Now sins of fire, bow and axe and plow.....
Our **** in orbit, fouling deep in ground
All decay and rain upon our heads.
9/24/2011
inspired in part by "event" of NASA space debris falling to Earth
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