after the nomads

So this is the consequence
of coming down from the trees,
setting up settlement,
the sedentary choice we made.

This land has no sympathy,
no frail human feelings
for human failings.

We can set iron stakes into the frozen ground
tunnel into earth
and build into sky -
but when the surface melts
under eternal sun,
the flood overtakes all before it;
no discrimination
no judgment.

The classless society.