Going Up To Fall Down Poem by Chan Mongol

GOING UP TO FALL DOWN
Poem by Chan Mongol
August 10 of 2021


Everywhere, brick houses and high rise buildings are;
In every city, in every country, in every empire, everywhere.
We even didn't have second floor few decades ago;
Roofs were well done with tin, log, straw or bamboo.
Roofs of homes were about 30 feet from earth, above;
Homes were filled with kindness, honesty and love.
To meet the demand of the mass population rise;
We are going to possess upper skies, guys!
Insane people think, it's their art, science, creativity;
But what goes up comes back down due to the gravity.
Over population and the tendency to go up will fall down;
Ground zero will be orchestrated in every city, town.
We don't have to go up to fall and then to start again;
Why again and again destruction and untold severe pain?
Why voyages to Moon, to Mars and don't try to live long?
Sons of mad Frankenstein are doing very wrong.
What I know you don't know then in 911, there;
Demolition was due for the shaky world trade center.