She unveiled the conquests who had failed her heart.
They were comparable to the ancient ruins that fell apart.
The prominent greats came and went victoriously.
Each sought to conquer the walls of her dynasty.
Those ancient walls they tried to scale.
Their inability to love caused them all to fail.
Like empty, crumbling tombs,
each was laid among the ruins.
Kingdoms, empires and imperials fell away.
Her longing for love was left to die in the decay.
Then hope cast a foggy shadow upon her unscathed wall,
revealing the reason the others were meant to rise and fall.
by: Nuala Molloy Moran c 01/22/2008
photo: Nuala Molloy Moran c
(Later I turned my poem into lyrics for “Rise and Fall.” Please see Penny Danger – myself and Newell Bate at: http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_music.cfm?bandID=1263700