Monolith

Tall monolith – oh how you sit
And stare down upon me,
Crushing me with contempt.
The sun dazzles off those panes;
The light atop flickers;
Warning those stray jets
And illuminating the darkness of night.

I cry when I think about the glory above
Crumbling into nothing;
Gone and forgotten;
Your mocking will be over.

Jumping from the roof
In your business suits,
Arms flapping like dodos;
Soon to be dead too;
Your wallet falls from your pocket;
Money tipples out.
And old Abe is smiling up at you.

Gone and forgotten,
The black widow’s heart melts,
Their country vacation gone,
Private schooling put on hold,
Jewellery sold,
And growing old.

And smiling down from above,
He is pleased with his work.