PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

In many moments I've brought ruin upon me,

I recognized it as it passed

It was my own doing as it fell to the burning

It was the burning that lay it waste

But I may take the blame, for I was the cause

Or rather some sort of catalyst,

To my own descent

I'm constructing towers and they hold me upright

A shallow architecture full of faults and probability,

And I fell several times after

But I've always kept rebuilding

Determined to be something better than rubble,

Better than refuse or scrap

To be something to admire

To inspire some pedestrian as they stroll

To create a catastrophe with my radiance

And to be something one could look upon, and say:

"Maybe some day, I'll be that way."

And mean it, with all their heart and mind.