As The Steel Around Us Buckles

This earth, does it succumb to pressure shouldering 
infinite tons of weight? Our mother is she vindictive for 
the shelter she provides the human race? Taken for granted,
 appreciation unspoken. As the steel around us buckles and 
darkness ensues. And do we pause to think before breaking 
new ground, that perhaps our structures scraping sky could 
crumble all around and upon us with the slightest shift? 
Quakes from down below. As the steel around us buckles and 
darkness ensues.