The Kingdom of Ozymandias was destroyed,
In time,
By Time.
When Assad takes back his country
And stands on a heap of twisted rubble and children’s skulls
Surveying the wilderness he has made of
His ancient civilisation,
His great cities,
His fragile people,
He will have the satisfaction of knowing
That his was not
Obliterated
by time
But by himself.
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair !
