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May 28, 2008
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Tower of Babel
Built to reach the heavens by a united humanity
One language was spoken amongst them all
The Gods peered down from the heavens with vanity
Decided their tower must fall
As Hubris amongst men grew with every stone
Mans disrespect - unacceptable by any means
Mere mortals, they have NO grounds
Left with no choice but to intervene
They say history repeats itself
The cores and themes reoccur through the ages
Peace, Harmony, War and Famine
Recycling through time, different phases
They met by chance; fell by fate, never stopped for hope of better days
The second it began, there were no questions
Passion, Friendship, Valuable lessons
A love which started playful and so fresh
Matured and grew strong, its roots dug deep into the soil
Zeus himself could have thrown the strongest of his bolts upon their flesh
An inhuman love– non-tangible spirit he could not spoil
Weeks became months and whispers grew
Envied by all through and through
As R. Frost would say
"Nothing Gold Can Stay"
destruction way past due
Jealousy reared its ugly head
setting its sights on the Gods
Overcome with overwhelming spite
Uncovering the lover’s facade
The Passion overcame mortality, threatening the heavens
None could grasp the affection
Zeus amazed quickly hiding his face from the other eleven
Shamed to mortal emotion
love uniting two souls, now one
Zeus tearing the souls back apart
Breaking the lovers apart – the only conclusion they could come to
For superiority over the gods they could not admit to
Struck the lovers with a weakness which would never subdue
They turned them into strangers no longer knowing real from untrue
How can you love someone you do not know?
For the scars of the love, although faded still show
And never will they fully heal, never fully disappear
But to love a stranger it seems
Is to wish you could crawl back in history
One language was spoken amongst them all
The Gods peered down from the heavens with vanity
Decided their tower must fall
As Hubris amongst men grew with every stone
Mans disrespect - unacceptable by any means
Mere mortals, they have NO grounds
Left with no choice but to intervene
They say history repeats itself
The cores and themes reoccur through the ages
Peace, Harmony, War and Famine
Recycling through time, different phases
They met by chance; fell by fate, never stopped for hope of better days
The second it began, there were no questions
Passion, Friendship, Valuable lessons
A love which started playful and so fresh
Matured and grew strong, its roots dug deep into the soil
Zeus himself could have thrown the strongest of his bolts upon their flesh
An inhuman love– non-tangible spirit he could not spoil
Weeks became months and whispers grew
Envied by all through and through
As R. Frost would say
"Nothing Gold Can Stay"
destruction way past due
Jealousy reared its ugly head
setting its sights on the Gods
Overcome with overwhelming spite
Uncovering the lover’s facade
The Passion overcame mortality, threatening the heavens
None could grasp the affection
Zeus amazed quickly hiding his face from the other eleven
Shamed to mortal emotion
love uniting two souls, now one
Zeus tearing the souls back apart
Breaking the lovers apart – the only conclusion they could come to
For superiority over the gods they could not admit to
Struck the lovers with a weakness which would never subdue
They turned them into strangers no longer knowing real from untrue
How can you love someone you do not know?
For the scars of the love, although faded still show
And never will they fully heal, never fully disappear
But to love a stranger it seems
Is to wish you could crawl back in history
Comments
Frost Smith
17 years 11 months ago
Stavroula...
weirdelf
17 years 11 months ago
Beautifully written and constructed, Stavroula