I am building the tallest monument I can
sitting on my bedroom floor.
Wooden bricks towering over
in a 3 by 3 cube.
It is my turn now
and I sit on my knees
to push a brick out.
My hands are sweaty
as I jab at the side of one.
I lay it on top,
slump back...
and four rounds later,
a dozen bricks have been displaced.
The tower is ugly with
random holes bitten out,
the whole thing kneeling down.
I want it to fall,
like how God might have
when he built the world
in six days, and watched patiently
as it decayed.
His perfect order being poked at,
until it is a wooden beast:
He wants it to fall.
Today is the seventh day
and God does not want to watch
anymore.
I poke at the base,
and watch the whole thing shift.
Lose balance. Crumble down.
And we all laugh.
I can imagine Him smiling
at his architects of destruction
who know no restriction.
Our world crum
bles, and we cheer.
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Author:
PennedAI (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: April 5th, 2026 09:32
- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by the recent political developments in the world, which got me thinking: on a more personal level, what is our role as individuals in the grand scheme of things?
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Comments7
Excellent.
Thank you for the read and comment... means alot!
Creation and destruction…. The more we create and the more we support creators I believe will give us better enjoyment of life…
The more we destroy… well we will have nothing left. This poem is so great
Couldn't have said it better myself
Thank you so much for the read and fav! Means a lot
Clever write
Thank you!
Very good metaphor. It leaves a classic image of the world as a tower or building being destroyed by mankind. I don't think we'll all laugh at the end. - Phil A.
But we’re laughing at the process… which is perhaps more concerning..
Thank you for the read
Entropy always has the last play and where will we get the energy to reconstruct. Nicely written in great metaphor
Thank you soren barrett. Your read and insight is always valued
You are most welcome
It is right that the towers of the night should come crashing down !
It sure is! Thanks for the read
I really understand and can relate to the point where what could have been good, could have worked is so perverted and decayed the only wish is to see it destroyed. (to be concrete - this belongs to a committee I am part of).
Your meaning is clear for me.
PS: ...Except for 'Jenga' - Prof. Google doesn't appear to know...
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