Atop

You look down on us on that sad phony height . 
Down from your mountain , we are just ants in your cynic eye
Yet we are the essence of life , the very foundation. When we pull out from under your pillar , you will come tumbling with the stars .
It will be short lived , as people and nation will rely to much on their own understanding. 
The world will be engulfed in flames . Never again to be so great .