The Gods of the past look down on us and laugh
as we try and discover this moment of chance.
For they gave us everything they have;
to understand this enlighten path,
a small journey from a distant grasp.
They will never return upon this place
as we should learn to contact our chase
of the continuous destruction of celebrated case.
What a pitiful place.
One day we might learn and be able to contact those of a curious concern;
so all the answers we already know
can be shared at a table built to show.