TOWERS — eternal towers against the sky: Dawn-touched, noon-flamed, night-mantled and moon-flecked! The tenuous dreams of man, the architect, Imagining in stone what may not die Though man, the anarchist, dream enginery For its destruction: towers of intellect, Towers of aspiration — torn and wrecked, Profaned by robber sacrilege: ah, why? Reason shall ask, and answer shall be given; Justice shall ask, and deal to those insane Their dark asylums, but to those — the vain Of lustful power, how shall their souls be shriven? — They shall be raised on infamy's renown And from their towers of tyranny hurled down. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION; A POEM. ENLARGED VERSION: BOOK 1 by MARK AKENSIDE DESERT WIFE by NELLIE COOLEY ALDER THE LAUGHING WOMAN by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE CELESTIAL COUNTRY by BERNARD OF CLUNY LEEZIE LINDSAY by ROBERT BURNS |