to be humbled
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dear man what do you think you’re building
what is the motivation for your new
for your frame, your tower to the sky
as if you could invent a way to reach heaven
and avoid the storms on earth
let the flood wipe out the forgotten below
while you don’t bat an eye
how zealous
how selfish
as though you’ve forgotten
the spirit hovers above the waters not the clouds
so let it fall
let yourself stumble
let it crash
and wonder why you’re allowed to witness
more to life than your future
more to your future than your past
there’s no other way to live
convince me otherwise
what is man but dust
dust but fragment in breeze
breeze but the rotation of creation
leave it be
leave work to the more capable
empires to kings
and kings to their crumbling things