July 4, 2021

by Eric Chaet

High above this or that autumn’s canopies of leaves & fruits
the highest steeples, minarets, & transmission towers
& rockets poised for launching beyond Earth’s gravity
the summits, the top floor offices of great cities
where the greatest fortunes are managed & extended
for the cleverest of those free to embrace risk as adventure—
while those competing to escape scarcity cater to them
triggering generations of suffering by enforcing their domination
or initiating yet another round of violent struggle for supremacy—
is the crest I am crossing over.