You got tall enough to look over the wall,
But instantly regretted, all that you’ve missed is stained and dust.
There’s not much to see, the grass has shadowed it all.
Grow tall and dirt, raising skyscrapers for the insects.
They’ve build their kingdom on the remains of the memories.
You turned to look at his eyes, the one that was always tall enough.
And he said “it is destroyed to ever last.”
At first you didn’t understand, but you wasn’t supposed to.
Your saddened eyes half wished you had half of his wisdom
To realize why the worms learned to decompose.
What never dies, always changes.
