'Ere that time whence nature ruled supreme,
Over lands that man hath never trod,
There raged a mighty battle,
Between nature and her spawn --
Man.
Man, who dared to tear the mountains down,
And build his buildings until they tower in the sky.
Man, who changed the way the rivers run,
And made his aircraft fly.
But --
When man's works are finished
And stand gleaming in the air,
The force of nature,
Will begin to tear,
With wind,
Fire,
Water,
Rust,
Corrosion,
Decay.
Until all that man has seemed to conquer,
Lies rotting in the sand.