They Were Confused. Poem by SY Wong ...

Angels descending
Angels in white
Angels in multitudes
Gentle and gay
To embrace the deserting souls.
Rising, many may be rising.
The triumph of heaven opens.



Now they babel;
Bal, bal, bal,
bel, bel, bel.

They were disintegrated because they were tall.
While they were building and God saw.
It was notgood lest they compromise, said God.
Demolished and God scattered them also confused their language.
Scattered, they have no more directions, they speak differently.
Some were in hotter region.
Some were in temperate.
Now they are not the same.
They did't know each other.
They fought among themselves.
Even though they are the descendants of Adam and Eve.
God again send angels to mediate.