Empires built with the bones of others.
Blood flesh father, sister, brother, mothers.
Empires now revisiting the bricks of the stolen past.
Foundations from pilfered flesh will sadly never last.
Sins of the father, brother, mother, daughters.
As histories bronzes sink down into cold silent still waters.
Scream at mans mountains, built by tone deaf hands.
Winds of change a blowing, a tornado force fan.
Veneers of our own proud established thinking.
Perforated full of holes & is now rapidly sinking.
Limbering towards our new uncertain future.
Creation of which, has been our very own set creature.
Frailties of visions, pathetic greedy selfish man.
Outcomes now known, we must set a final wrought plan.
Staring wide eyes through an impenetrable veil.
Persevere forward , we can now only simply set sail.
Looking above but we all just see down.
Head to feet packed, not sensing the divine crown.
Beneath ones skin, we see only morning red sky.
We must delve now deep, into our own limited minds eye.
A reckoning is being sought from men long since dead.
Metallic unfeeling eyes, current bronzed minded heads.
People now seeking justice from histories infringement masters.
Hunting for past architects of this current systems deplorable disasters.
structures built on the back of bone, flesh, suffering with greed.
Will struggle with longevity and will fail to succeed.
A true structure built on good values, spiritual justice & fine morals.
Is a structure born from honourability, worth more than fine corals.
Remember what we learn about building structures on earth.
Is that its about using honourable foundations in an empires birth.
wordsmith - Tarquin J Nostmad
