Tower of Babel
The world was post-apocalyptic
By the skin of its teeth
Humanity had survived the Flood
Polarized politics
had come to a synthesis
Terror of God
had turned into anger
Rebellion had become an industry
Lying about God
was the new technology
The only worry in the mind of the leaders
was creativity
Creative types might become soft
They might find a soft spot in their hearts
for their Creator
So they said,
Come let us build a Tower
Let us put our creativity to work
Let us build a Tower of Consciousness
An Artifice of Intelligence
A Collective Human Brain
Whose top reaches into heaven
Let every human soul think together
Let all tongues sing in one language
Let all minds meditate as one
Let all the little children dream as God
And so they pacified and satisfied
their fearful anger toward God
by comforting themselves
with the subtlety of the serpent
And God saw it
and said, Let us go down and
finally make known and understood
the good news of the Jews
lest they perform all the evil
that is in their hearts continually