Civilization Of Glass Poem by ENOCH JOHN

I write today not of Cheops and his Great Pyramid sitting with majestic ease at Giza,
Nor of the brave warriors of the Aegean.Achilles of ''fleet-footed''fame; and
Hector that trainer of horses or Odysseus and his trunk of tricks like the Trojan Horse as example.

The silhouette of silent figurines like those in Madam Tussaud's on 42 Street in bustling Manhattan,
Where neon lighted streets in the city are a manifestation of a modern state,
Where Facebook and Twitter create millions of new personas,
In this new civilization of Cybernationality and concrete and glass.

But then what does a civilization of glass reflect but our own ineptitudes and inadequacies,
Where the court jesters are adorned in tuxedos and work out of Wall Street.
The ships of sky and ocean are loaded with enough bombs that can obliterate entire cities,
The city is filled with wasteful metaphors and man's broken promises like the poet's broken syntax,
And the air is saturated with man's hubris, avarice, warmongering and xenophobia.