Behind The Monuments Poem by MBJ Pancras

Tower of Paris was built in Eiffel's mind,
And was laid in black and white,
People's money ran into the design,
Steel, drillers, bolts and nuts played with the artisans,
Lives of countless artisans sacrificed here,
Years of labour made for the significant mastery,
The monument was brought to the public feast,
Men of money and power took the roll call,
Not one artisan permitted entry to it,
Bread and butter rolled down from the table,
Never a penniless dared to touch the crumbs,
A mundane drama ended with pomp and glory.
Still the design speaks of the man Eiffel
As one amongst the Seven wonders.
SO AS, EACH MONUMENT ON EARTH TELLS A TALE.