‘The weight of gravity’

No matter the will, everything falls. 
Gravity defeats the proudest of all.
The tallest trees still topple down; 
Hands of time keeps going around.

Even the mountains will collapse,
only the moon escapes, perhaps. 
Buildings crumble, rivers divide. 
Gravity crushes our foolish pride.

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About Bo Bandy

Just a creative soul trapped in a world of cookie-cutter pragmatism...
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