Tall and strong

or so we think

viewing the world from above

safe from the rabble below

Are we really?

Towers isolate

separate from those below

whether good or bad

Represent the superior

at least the illusion

an impossible goal for those

who don’t have their own

In the tower, alone

feeling the illusion of safety

and we are

until the tower falls

disintegrating before the pressure from those below

and those within,

hiding in fear

rather than stepping out

joining the throng

finding humanity in the crowd

no longer hiding

Whether we want or not

Strength of towers is myth

Safety above illusory

A single push starts the fall

People thrive

in the company of others

revel in diversity

listen to stories

In them all, the towers fall

People grow

As they do, some withdraw,

creating new towers

buying into the myth

of superiority

of safety

of hiding to stay “pure”

Until they fall again.

Towers work best when they are flat

when people communicate

and share

becoming community.