Erosion
by Amittai Dominic

Time.
Time and wind and weather
will bring any structure to its knees.
Little things, like drops of rain, hardly seem powerful enough to collapse a
building.
I shrug it off as a mere nuisance.
Nothing can bother me for I am a fortress
Strong, sturdy, able to last ... to eternity.
A little drop of rain comes through a crack in the roof
It is nothing, I am everything.
A drop, a drip, a drop
One at a time they come in finding new ways with time
It does not worry me
I cannot fall.
A wind comes blowing across the land
Baton down the hatches! But the hatches are rotting.
One wild gust and the roof crumbles downward, inward after years of
neglect.
No matter. I am a fortress. My walls will never collapse.
A little water ... a little sand ... creeps into my joints
But through summer heat and winter freeze I know I can prevail
I am built of the strongest brick, laid by the best masons – I will prevail
against everything and anything.
And I did – until years of erosion finally brought my walls crumbling down.
I am no more. I was everything, now I am nothing
I am the rubble you tread over


 
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