1. O builder of the palace raised with all your might
Exhausting your hoarded wealth to such height

2. You built it like a towering mountain peak
To turn away the blows of fate so bleak

3. You fortified it with towers in the sky
Arranging stars in a glittering necklace on high

4. You made a planet shine so near and bright
It spared you the vastness owing to its light

5. You shortened the shade of night around its walls
Yet forgot the due right of God overalls

6. You made a blossoming garden around it spread
With scent suffusing the world and pleasure widespread

7. You assumed highest station in its core
Like the stars connote the glory of night's store

8. As if the highest rank was all that the star attained
From the fortune it secured and glory it gained

9. Be it Louvre in all its beauty or simply grand
Or Blenheim Palace in its nobleness stand

10. Or even Rockefeller defying all count
Bewildering the minds in their financial account

11. For if wealth is constrained by its Lord
Poverty and oblivion become its hoard

12. Wealth is like a bird, if guardians nod
It flies away to some far corner abroad

13. Glory belongs to wealth; all glory seen
Stems from wealth, whether or not it has been

14. A shining brilliant star it was no doubt
The darkest night follows thereafter throughout

15. You built the bank and enabled its worth
By your own toil not relying on its birth

16. You built what if appraised for its due
Would be a dead man in his grave anew!

17. You harbored hopes not yet realized
Fulfilled while living before their demise

18. You sheathed a sword long witness to your might
As time wounded itself on its sharp bite

19. You harbored a son whose death was so sore
To happily live his youthful days no more

20. Would that he had not grown in luxury
Whose loss makes time itself now cry

21. For there is no sorrow like something missed
Unlike grief for what has never existed

22. You betrayed the home that cherished you
No affection left for its love so true

23. You ruined it though glory was its shade
With passing shade what hope for it to fade?

24. Once you lived in cozy happiness within
Melting the heart of time of bottled chagrin

25. Visited by the needy begging for alms
At your doorstep awaiting your goodwill charms

26. Today is the palace nor the hut the same
Gone are those days with time to blame

27. The palace lord bleeds from his eyes by turn
And from his liver for which they burn

28. His cheeks once rosy are blackened with plight
His complexion faded from former white

29. Could the East now fathom that decay
Is a secret in time which may not display

30. That sorrow may strike without advance notice
The day the sword leaves protection of its host

31. For time jokes with promises oft said
Yet its jokes sharper than words instead

32. Its whims swifter than its inspiration
Woe to Egypt and its population!

33. We live with worries satisfied therein
Spending our lives sipping that cup to the brim

34. Like one who seems to frown at his drink
Yet cannot quite force himself not to drink

35. If we notice a passing fleeting light
Not hearing the thunder say her might

36. We rush into seas without knowing the tides
The tides foretell the danger besides

37. While thirsty groups seem to be exponents
Without fulfilling their real needs from the elements

38. Like a cup half empty all seems so hollow
With no will or way out for us to follow