Sunday, September 15, 2019

A Tower Falls



With spit, dust, luck and many I love yous
Brick by brick it was built, higher, and higher
"Too high, too high!" they said, but the mason just cooed

With his partner and three apprentices it grew
And grew, and grew
Family and friends asked, who is this, WHO?

But then the partner left, and the apprentices too
As it began to crumble, and bricks fell asunder
An angel appeared, who just knew

How to stop the falling down
And piece by piece
fixed what was broken, with a smile hiding a frown

A million years passed, and the tower was so high
Above the clouds one day the mason slipped
And realized he couldn't fly

Down and down he fell
Yet the Angel couldn't save him at all
For the mason deserved his hell

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