A poem I promised

[stryck]

For that_guy_zach ages ago..

Constantinople

We built this city
On eternity's blueprint;
An edifice of forever,
A monument to God,

But we live in time.
Time ate the stones;
It drank our health;
It stole our strength.

The city was of the world;
The world laid it low.
We wept at what was wrought.

All worldly things pass away.
We who mourned mere moonlight
Will inherit the sun.