fell down upon the realm of man      On a scorned mound   we erect another monolith   buckled under its own ego   another pillar of content   another milestone of man      pity the weak   we cry out in laughter   as trees are felled   how the mighty have fallen   we mock the roots      parasitic ape;   spills his black blood   blotting out the sun   wither to sallow flesh      saplings writhe where man is idle   an imperfect genocide      erected upon weakened ground   finally gave way      toppled down. toppled down