The sequels of the fall
Left irreparable injuries
This is not a conclusion
But what I have perceived
Hope has never appeared
Yet grey covers
What’s left in here
While weeds grow from the concrete
Apathy is resignation
Of those who don’t want to be
Desolated winds blow
From the distance of the sea
Massive disjunction
Of colossal force
Met against two brothers
Fighting for the soil
Conceived to represent thoughts
Erected for the victory
A reminder
Of ephemerality
Both ceased to exist
Trapped in anachronism
And memories
Empires shatter
Characters are gone
Empires crumble
But scars last forever
Leaving behind
A host of traces
Decaying
And rusting away
