The empire that rose too high – a poem by the river

There was an empire

tall and rich it was

it kept rising higher, higher

floating into the skies above

Then one day the highest tower

began to slowly crumble down

little pieces showered

until all of the tower reached the ground

the buildings above, they followed

crumbling apart to hit the earth

the sky it opened and all it swallowed

the empire; now was set to fall

A storm of stone befell the ground

the sky no longer held the weight

and as peace, it came back around

for common sense it was too late.

Now everything has come to crash

finally, I can see the sky again.


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