This Liquid Horizon

It occurs to me that under this liquid horizon that we so readily gulp down like it is the flowing juices of the Gods of the Populars that have so freely been crowned the Kings and Queens of a castle that never belonged to any of us in the traditional sense in the first place, that we not only risk leaving the sky dry for our children, but for the rest of anything as beautiful as they that could be left to be on this great place we call home. S.H.