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As those who built that ancient tower,
You sought to climb into the heaven,
To take by forceful fighting works
That which but by grace is given.
And as bricks fell you never knew:
      Your tower was about to fall.

Some say you touched the face of God;
      Is that why in hellish flame you sank into the ocean depth?
They call you heroes;
      But they mock your deaths by adding bricks to the tower with killed you.
They say your dream lives on;
      Will they never learn what you now know?
It is a nightmare.

As those who built that ancient tower,
You finally came to your demise.
If man still cannot rule the earth,
How then shall he rule the skies?
And as bricks fell you never knew:
      Your tower would confuse us all.

As one from slumber wakes Portraits Morning Smile