And so they loved all of man close and afar,
For they were the culmination of everything and masters of nothing,
To destroy themselves in their own device inspired and to not see it live past them all,
Hubris and penance to all and for some but interesting no less the stories they sell,
What a wonderfully deceptive world in all its colors,
Like doves, pigeons, and chickens still all have feathers,
How interesting is man who holds times hand and by hubris believe themselves more interesting than a grain of sand.
11/2/2017, 3:09pm, Thursday