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Stronger City
Although his building crumble to a mound of worthless ruins, man has always found the urge to build a stronger city there.
Gertrude Ryder Bennett's poem from 1931
I never understood how a man could dare
to watch a city shaken to the ground,
to feel the tremors,
hear the tragic sound of houses twisting,
crashing everywhere,
and not be conquered by despair.
Although his building crumble to a mound of worthless ruins,
man has always found the urge to build a stronger city there.
Within my soul I made my towers high.
They lie in ruins,
yet I have begun to build again,
now planning to restore what life has shaken to the earth;
and I in faith shall build my towers towards the sun
a stronger city than was there before.
Gertrude Ryder Bennett 1931
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