How We've Learned!

The vaunted conflagrations
of belligerent constellations
were, for a time,
overhead.

And the heavenly muse
would dutifully deliver the news
to men, by the fire,
looking up.

And oh, it's true they had such larks,
squinting through the sparks,
on their backs,
after some food.

But to see powers and principalities
and other such trivialities
settle grudges
in the sky --

Did they even have the capacity
to see their sheer audacity,
gazing, lazily,
on the burning fields of gods?

We've long since found our due decorum,
confirmed by the proper quorum:
to look down is best when, above,
is only distance.