Oh, Babylon, ancient and grand,
With tales of power in the sand,
To a child, I share the lore,
Of empires mighty, now no more.
In Babylon’s storied, regal past,
Lessons of pride and strength held fast.
A city reaching for the sky,
Met its fall through ambition high.
Its story, a lesson of vanity’s chase,
Teaches that wealth can’t fill the space.
In the end, it turned to dust,
A warning for all, a truth we must trust.
So, little one, as you grow wise,
Let humility and kindness be your prize.
From Babylon’s rise and eventual fall,
Find wisdom in history’s hall.
The tale of Babylon, in the Bible’s grace,
Teaches us of vanity’s fleeting chase,
Let not your heart be filled with greed,
For material wealth is not what we need,
In ancient pages, old yet clear,
are truths for every heart to hear.
Embrace these lessons, let your story be,
A reflection of grace and humility.

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