I saw them frenzied and purposeless. I saw them hectic and hurried. Wayward ants with no queen, no direction. Madness of movement, building… fixing. To no end, they continued, ashes and rubble bequeathed new crowns. Shiny modern facades and feats. They weren't in union, isolated incidents. Unbound by laws, but held by expectation. Ignored cries, human deprivation, and dreamless sleeps till death. Progress protected fleshy robots, preserving the fevered pointless rushing. I saw them pretending to live, to connect. I saw them die, become dust, pounded into cement and forgotten. I saw them cold and apathetic. I saw them with falsetto smiles, screeching sincerity, while left hand denying it. I saw them fade, to nature and ghosts.