Castles Crumble Before The Storm

We built our castles in the air;

high above all else, they towered in the sky.

We thought ourselves impregnable, and so we were

to all attacks but one – time.

We left our fortress in the hopes

some coming day would bring

a reversal of our fortunes,

Until the fateful moment our aspirations crumbled at a word,

and we found ourselves in line behind the common folk

preparing for the coming storm,

willing to kill their fellow man

for milk and bread and beer.