The Great and Grand Dismantling

Humans line up to watch large demolitions

Loudspeakers play Battle Hymn of the Republic

Fireworks go off when the explosives are detonated

Structures fall

People cheer

Those far away from the rubble

Safe from the dust cloud

Claim progress

Something new and better will come

No one sticks around to cheer on the poor bastards

with the push brooms

who tend to the clearing

No one watches as the remnants of lives are trucked away

No one looks back to the void to wonder what will come

Of us

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