Fabricate the world, tile by tile, Until the towers sway.
Overlook the foundations, in your frenzy; cement them another day.
Let the buildings descend; frightened humans, their lives in jeopardy
They felt invincible, now are vulnerable- their lives have become tardy.
* * * the bird soars high above the streets are empty its screeches for we are no more
This is a poem that symbolises global warming: we are our own bane. The poems structure is like a fallen building and the stanza below the Asterix is the foundation (its got a crack in it- : )- )