Tower
Rises from the ash and dust
built from trees, steel and rust
rising from the ground below
gives view of all, both high and low.
A place of power, the reign of men
one will climb, though fall again
from distant lands, throughout the age
people come, with awe with rage.
To be the next to stand atop
for mercy none, will they stop
the drive for wealth, ever more
to reach the sky, as those before.
Stephen E. Gibson