The Tower of Babel from Google Arts and Culture:
The Tower of Babel
Pieter Bruegel the Elder circa 1568
The Tower of Babel
We were tested and we are here
There is nothing more for us to fear
We will build a monument of fantastic height
To demonstrate our stupendous, glorious might
We will knock on heaven’s misty door
On the seventy-second constructed floor
Beyond the clouds our greatness shown
Beyond the height that birds have flown
Marshaling all our capability, all peoples as one
Working, laboring our way toward the sun
Masons, carpenters, quarrymen, mariners too
Bakers, shepherds, milkmaids, butchers and you
Join in and see the work, see all we can do
See the materials, the cranes the boats too
We are greater than all that came before
We will rise above, we’ll knock on God’s door
Until we are no longer great and act as one
As the babel comes up and lays upon
As the words of not one peoples but seventy-two
Makes it impossible to tell each other what to do
We who worked so hard together now fail
Because we don’t know what to call a pail
Our hubris has been rewarded with confusion
With what we cannot see, our tower is brought to ruin
We will think this is our world and we are giants all
Until something brings us down, something small
A Tower of Babel, a monument to all we are
Is flawed and will never get very far
Because we will never act as one
Humble people under the sun