Human Hubris
So, does your sun still rise in the east?
That blazing ball, neither big nor best
Which revolves around the other stars
As your Earth sinks slowly to your west
Your graven gods of love or war
Are supposed to rule vast swathes of space
From the immensity of the universe
Base beings, oblivious, turn their face
Your animal kind think themselves immortal
Human hubris knows no bound
Your deities have little sense or force
Though a multitude of church bells sound
You are but specks of mortal dust
Your minds of matter, white or grey
You know not what was in the past
Nor can you see beyond today
But all’s not lost, for those who care
There is no final punishment
This life, alone, should be lived and loved
Any fear should be of banishment
Let he who cannot assume his plight
Wallow in the depths of his dismal stories
Facing the sun and stars, in truth
Will grant to man their powers and glories
03/05/2017