Eric M. Vogt
Copyright 2013
The greatest empire of them all
that swallowed all before raw, whole,
that razed the city, toppled wall,
leaving none as memorial,
humbling honor of ziggurat,
stomping Babylon forever,
chasing Persian from golden lot,
exposing Greek heights to weather,
ripping Roman from marble throne,
some left wondering if godless
Satan was thrown to earth alone
or, worse yet, that he brought dark gods
to rule o’er earth like lords of crime.
Feller of men, feller of worlds,
that tireless tyrant named Time
who topples Timid, Bold, Sublime.
Eric M. Vogt, Copyright 2013
myrthryn
/ February 15, 2013This one deserves all those likes..the epic march of time bids all to fail, save the spirit of man as a whole.
Eric
/ February 15, 2013Thank you! I enjoyed writing this poem. We are, after all, only a grain in the beach of creation. Our mortality is both a strength and a weakness, for it spurs us to climb heights faster and yet ends up in disaster.
E
rawencounterswithestella
/ February 6, 2013Wow. Deep, Eric. Great job!
Eric
/ February 6, 2013I am amazed. Usually my historical, philosophical and political poetry get three likes while the love stories get thirty. Now it’s the other way around.
kalabalu
/ February 6, 2013Time the unconquered emperor of all times