When terrains were unfounded,
Boundaries not drawn,
Lands unclaimed,
Man seek for names to be bore.
Maps were invented,
Lines were marked,
Fields plowed and wars waged,
Flags erect, he declared for more.
When time was a nature unknown,
When day was just light,
And night was just darkness,
Man seek to have it keepeth.
Sun dials took the first bow,
Soon came towers with ticking hands and numbers,
In which activities are kept in sound of the bells,
By which we became gears of a universal clock.
As maps were drawn,
And clocks keepeth time,
Distance began to be a trouble in sight,
Man seek for relations away from his eyes.
Words sent in envelopes,
News conveyed with electrical signals,
A village he saw in awe,
A village without boundaries and freedom for all.
But man so yearns for dominion,
His spear reaches no end,
His strength bore from fear,
By and in which weapons came to the fore.
It is but a festival of powers,
As fires danced and burst in laughters,
Around the lands lay people wondering,
In death, in shame, man's folly and sin.
The shallows in inventions,
In which intent man saw an end of a moil,
Alas but strutting in bruised pride,
An extension of will, gained naught.
