Billions of Red Bricks

China has been built

Upon billions of red bricks

One brick at a time

Scratch the surface

And there you will find

The common red clay

Beneath every facade

Bricks lay in countless piles

Stacked in rows so neatly

A little mortar between

A little cement smoothed over

Mixed with tons of toil

Buckets of sweat

And congealed blood

Earthquakes will shake the earth

Buildings will tumble down

Gods and men will slowly rot in their graves

But the bricks will be left over

To be stacked back up again

All the people will simply begin once more

One brick at time