The Quest for Prosperity

Up from the ashes of primordial earth,

out of the dust dawned human kind,

what’s been discovered and thought to proceed,

all but swayed by another find.

Astute observations by of the mind of creation,

such marvels we humans are,

inspired to strive for the crowns of the master

beyond the reaches the farthest star. 

What can be said of the surreal dreamers

who envision the kingdoms to come,

from the palace of earth to Centauri,

to the beat of the proverbial drum.

Perhaps we can inhabit the universe,

be bred into the new theories of life,

commandeered by the quest for prosperity

long- lived through the eras of strife.

But how can we as mice so small

usurp pied pipers’ unreasons  to rhyme

all to the perils of our dead soldiers

left strewn through the farces of time?

For not even the stars live forever,

But the dreams of mankind carry on,

held hostage at the gates of eternity

which guard fast the dimensions beyond.