Hierarchy

Another weekly work, this one sneaking in just under the wire. 

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At last, 

we've built

a sturdy foundation

on the bones and dust

of nothing but

a thousand years

of someone else's

progress. 

Now, 

pomp and ceremony

akin to celebration,

brandishing hellfire,

lauding

the most vicious 

enthusiasts' work

and children ascending

as angels - 

but is it divine?

A thousand eyes, wings,

and a reach long enough

to touch men's souls? 

The knowledge of things

previously unknown, 

riches forbidden

to the lessors?

We thought not - 

and yet, here,

with sarcastic flourish, 

we are.