human wit

where in the sunlight all the dirt's dispelled

we take our leave then some will go to sleep

their blankets piled upon them in a heap

while in the forest all the spirits gelled

anticipating that when we excelled

at sport and art the answer would be deep

but nothing holds there's no place here to keep

our kindnesses the earth itself rebelled

none can permit the law to be denied

 by those who are so bound to a far higher

that their hard hands are in the moment lit

by the illuminations of their pride

the incandescence of a greater fire

than can be understood by human wit

the world goes down

we hit the wall and then the world goes down

into the dark and nothing good returns

for all we’ve done what once was gold is brown

as winter comes like satan into town

all minds are numb just as the river churns

we hit the wall and then the world goes down

a sad destruction but no one will frown

believing that we get what the thief earns

for all we’ve done what once was gold is brown

now skies are darker than a priestly gown

for what one makes the other overturns

we hit the wall and then the world goes down

so no one stands for hope or for renown

but gets instead just what the jackass earns

for all we’ve done what once was gold is brown

this is the truth where hero becomes clown

you have to flee before the city burns

we hit the wall and then the world goes down

for all we’ve done what once was gold is brown

the final mark

here on the boundary of truth and lie

where ordinary magics have their rule

underneath heaven permanently cool

no one escapes nor is allowed to cry

against the judgment of the steely sky

since every human is at last a fool

while failure is the final mark at school

the arrow that will find each weeping eye

all that we know amounts to waste of air

on these strange days when we desire to feel

the urgent courage of our better days

but what we get is new return of care

another revolution of the wheel

and nothing better coming through the haze