Sonnet 15 We Have Erected A Reboant Shrine Poem by Francisco Luis Arroyave Tabares

We please our yearnings with well known decors
And live dreams that others had in the past
But we have grown to the present records
By killing landscapes to the every last.

We also climbed to the tops of the art
And chose from there our most cherished symbols
But we have pains now that never depart
And owe life to other gods and idols.

We have erected a reboant shrine
By falling pray of our idolatry
The ravening atom will not decline
To make earth into a cemetery.

Some day man will come from his false pretense
And will say, 'let us stop all this nonsense! '.
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