Did, do, will do?

What did we  do?
even cow has a reason to moo.
A cup of tea and paper free,
I speak what they feed me.

Walk on the asphalt ever,
illuminated flex, posts never.
In oblivion still is the bench,
how can ever our thirst quench?

The high tower and skyscraper,
higher is the height of lover.
The lost words of an unsaid sentence,
do we have anything hence?

Night clubs and pubs solitude heal,
being with own-self is more real.
 Fall to soil fly however long,
what kinship do we belong?