the fall..

The tower looms over me

I stand a million miles away...

the beacon of our strength

one that talks of our bond...

Its making is a memory

one that could never fade

the sins that almost brought it down

were forgiven to mould it one..

The pain of parting, it then came

the realization of bein a part, apart or no

bubbling pride, vanity i guess,

to see it up there so far away

A break, finally

reunion a must

to bask under the glory 

the glory of the tower we made

But, the closer i came

bigger the cracks i saw

vines of distrust seeping through

spites of anger burning through

Oh Lord! have mercy!!

for what happened??

the peace from far

was just a battles scar...

No ton of cement 

could hold this through

No mould of iron

could make it stand

For the weakness up there

was infact down there

we had added faith n trust, forgiveness too

but wat was all this worth without the truth??

I weep now

wat else to do?

the tower, my pride

is falling down

Damn the sun, it shines so high

Damn the clouds coz it shadows the shine

Damn the birds, damn the wind

God damn it all.. n me....