whysartresaidno

In the end we all come here
to the high towers of
New York, Paris or Shanghai
most of us young and able
but certainly not young at heart

we climb the towers of man
in an attempt to find that which lasts
a love, a hate, a laugh
anything at all that lasts
we run, we kick, we scream
we wave our arms around
hitting that which cannot last
spring love and childhood memories
a mother with cancer growing in her lungs
a house with vermin running in the walls

so many times we stop and smile
panting and whispering; this is it, this will last
only to find that as time goes by
the golden fruit rot and becomes food for flies

with tears making their way down to the pits of hell
we continue to climb the towers of man
our hearts torn apart for every stop
we are all bound to reach the top
be it in London, Singapore or Dubai
in the end we all reach the top

as you stand on top of the construction of man
and watch the world from above
you will see that there is no God, only a law
and the law is simple and reads like this:
Everything falls
and standing upon the construction of man
you will realize that empires must crumble
that love must decay and that friends must leave

knowing this the final truth
you can stand on the edge of the tower you climbed
smile at your life that so quickly have past
then throw  yourself out
knowing there is only one law

Everything falls