Tower of Pride
A great old plain sat
Empty and ready to be made a home of
A great many people came,
their understanding of each other were whole
Their words and tongues unbroken
Treading the earth step in step
Pacing the land with even tracks
They came to this great old plain
It laid out like a song
The grasses were high and gold like halos
The animals lives circled around each other in marriage
A wealthy river held the land in it’s hand
All life wild but waning from it’s split with heaven
In need of hands and backs to tend it’s melody
As the people united came step in step
They saw the unblemished land
And as they looked into the heavens above it
In step, each heart beat to grasp it
Nothing, they knew could break their community
Nothing, but what was greater than them
Nothing, but what dwelled in heaven
Fearing the thought of their broken community
Desiring to always sing and understand their brothers words
They stood together in this great old plain
And to it’s delight, decided to make a home of it
They lived together, gently held by the hand of the river
Harvesting and planting the halos of the grass
And balancing the blood song of each animal
But, fear and pride walked among these brothers
And in step they turned their ear to hear it’s mutterings
They cried, “What have we to fear of heaven!”
They pondered, “Aren’t we greater than the stars?”
They boasted, “Couldn’t we outnumber their count and shine brighter?”
So in step they pulled the earth from the river
And baked it into bricks
All hands worked to build.
All their backs bent in labor.
Taller and taller they built their home and a city showed face
Until a tower took shape among them and out loud they sang
“Up to heaven we shall climb, to show the stars our name!”
As fear and pride baked the bricks of their city
The Being of heaven looked down and saw them building up
“They could reach us if they tried
But look at the plain in which they live
The river has lost it’s wealth and the grass is watered with blood savagely spilled.
All that man sought to protect was forgotten in their pride and fear
What more will they do if they reach here?”
So the stars and Being of heaven reached down and pulled mans tongues and twisted their ears
Like a wave, confusion broke over man’s words, parting their language
Each spoke but none understood
The tower of their city fell onto their backs
And lay shattered under the stars
All the great people scattered with their tongues
Leaving the great old plain broken like a song
Man’s great name
Broken not by heaven
But by the heat that baked the bricks
And the tongues of twisted hearts