The Tower by Ales Dudar contains the following:
The tower sleeps? What is it dreaming?
It rises, gloomy, like a ghost.
A prison here? A belly seeming?
Who is there that can guess its past?
...
And now, today, these men in
Boots tramp the drawbridge-plank once more
What kind of tower is this? And what kind of men are these? Are these workmen or soldiers?
What it was before we cannot know. It is said very clearly.
Now it serves as a radio station. Or, rather, soon will serve:
І сёння к вежы прывязалі
драты ўстрывожаную даль...
О, прадзеды, каб вы пазналі
антэны стынучую сталь!Today they bound to the tower
the wires of disturbed distance.
O Ancestors, if you only could see
a cold steel of an antenna.
(sorry for a sloppy translation). This pretty much implies that the men in boots are workers.
