Arrogance straddles Earth
a cold Colossus, framing
Atlas cracks beneath its shadow
burdens blazing
old Olympus, rocking, lows
concentric maiming flows
and all is tyrant dross
a filthy game
unfathomable golem cost
a threshold crossed
an Age of Treason reigns
juxtaposed 
Hubris has been committed, on a grand scale.
That’s another fine poem you’ve written there Juxti.
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“Juxti” – that’s made my day! Thank you!
And, yes: it is grand-scale hubris, indeed..
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That’s made my day (that Juxti’s made yours)! Thank you!
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Reblogged this on Methusalada and commented:
Only just arrive, but posted up .Thanks
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