Worlds great monuments as they stand,
every civilization builds its own.
Pyramids and towers are built so grand,
from the Wall to the Colosseum of Rome.
What drives a mans great desire,
from glass, to steel, to brick.
To build a building, higher and higher
the race seems to get ever more quick.
Unsatisfied and alone,
a want to spend and splurge,
one thinks of madness, he searches to atone.
Cemented ivy, useless solvency,
time passes with recumbency .
Categories:
recumbency, confusion, life,
Form: Rhyme