Inaudible groans reverberate off the quaintly solid clouds-

hardened with fears of the grisly notion that insignificance,

rest here

In our steel souls?

That saunter down the streaks of eternity 

Swinging the soul galvanizing,

Hindering the permeation of progress,

Inexorably dripping through the bulwark like torrents 

I wont stand to be trivial