Majestic! Stands an empire's pulsing heart:
Embroidered by it's minds of equal thought
That forged upon the earth by brick and part;
The fires of it's citizens whom wealth is brought.
And from such gains have others dared revere
To replica it's might and glories too,
Until that air on mountains burns to sere;
Then who is left to mourn, but only few.
They testify of times of grand machines
Of arms as wide as oceans, gripped to cast
The vastness of the world to lesser Queens
That only in memories could it last.

And as I watch more pillars' great so fall
The rubble of such dreams may be us all.