Broken statues, forgotten names, O so many! <br />Men and women with fame and great admirations <br />But now like book pages ripped off from history <br />To a forbidden room of crowning collections. <br /> <br />Pity they who worked so much for their own future <br />Sacrificing the improvement of mind and heart. <br />Their fame brought them nothing but great sore displeasure <br />And this was already assigned right from the start. <br /> <br />What is it in mortal fame, fortune, and glory <br />If the same prides may lower you down very low; <br />Why not strive for betterment and, not for vanity? <br />Plant for a cause and reap something tomorrow. <br /> <br />Remember, even Babylon has lost its pride <br />Like those times when foolishness is the mind of Greece. <br />History will always remember those who abide <br />To the rules that were set before Earth was one piece. <br /> <br />http: //www.poemhunter.com/obed-dela-cruz <br />http: //www.poetfreak.com/poet/ObedDelaCruz <br />http: //obed-dela-cruz.blogspot.com/ <br />http: //princeobed.multiply.com/ <br /> <br />Copyright © 2010 by Obed Dela Cruz <br /> <br />(June 11,2010; Marikina City) <br /> <br />(The poem is written by Obed DC. To use it in a proper manner, please email him at princeobed_dc@yahoo.com)<br /><br />Obed dela Cruz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-statues-forgotten-names-o-so-many/
