the ruins of you
built so tall
only to be brought down
by the stones that made you
bleak in the destruction
of your magnificence
the stones of your stronghold
turned to pebble
and lay amongst the ground
once more
your structure was never
meant for intrusion
yet it continues to fall
for the conqueror
i envy your decline
for i wield a weapon of destruction
behind the sealed doors of my tower
fire fueled dreams
and hallowed fears
locked within my adamantine fortress