The Graceful Streetlamps

Graceful streetlamps lightfully graze in isolated clusters on the asphalt savannah
A giant, multi-legged concrete creature, flickering in muted blue, arches silently overhead
A plethora of coloured, head-lamped species noisily run their regular tracks
Focused and intent, accelerating and decelerating in a constant flux

Square mountains, towering perpendicular to earth, bear a variety of windows to lives
Challenging the old, established and wooden structures that hold the natural high ground
Advancing their population driven cause, crunching through isolated pockets of resistance
With fantastical offers, inducements and incentives to be near the water

Skeletal brontosaurial structures advance the evolution with their mechanical advantage
Silent in the darkness, patient in the preparations for their limited daylight activities
Waiting to explode into and disrupt a limited period of frenzied activity
Spewing forth their iron and concrete into controlled, monolithic structures

Not a flicker of thought nor concern with the beautiful past or the possible future
Content to feed the multitude and ignorant parasites of advancement
Those providers of electrical conduits, air conditioning, paint, tiles, carpet, laundry
And all the other unnatural necessities of 21st Century life

An ancient fear of the darkness and the beasts still blindly drives us to progress
Let’s not kid ourselves about the lack of content, substance and beauty in 2016
Limited Renaissance thinking or outcomes here, in our art, our sociology or politics
Self-serving, insular, greedy and critical identities are rewarded in this time and space

Sadness, poverty and fear grow exponentially in a global atmosphere of competition
Religious and historic intolerance even hatred, xenophobia and homophobia thrive
And all the while the societies and economies of the world teeter and totter, fragile as glass
One small step away from those graceful streetlamps being frozen as relics in a darkness.