When I stood outside
The downtown Tower
I thought of how it went
Brick by brick,
Growing in certain increments,
About how long it took for the high steel men
To give it a base
And bones
And flesh.
And then I saw in my mind how
Someday
It will all crumble and blow away
For all living things like us must pass.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For all living things like us must pass. ^^ That is the focal point of the poem. Good work here! Well crafted! Preets