Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Essence of Ancient Ruins

Ancient ruins
Holding the energy
Of the gods
and goddesses
Also lingering terror
of the human sacrifices
who realized at the last
hour what they had
been bred to do
Wizened places
Retaining energy 
of all who have rejoiced
and all who have suffered
Ancient ruins
A window of what
has always been
and what should never
have been….

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Connie Marcum Wong April 11, 2019 at 11:58 PM Your sentiments are felt deeply in this poem Caren. When I see programs on the travel channel and history channel about skeletons found with their hands stilled tied behind their back when sacrificed it gave me cold chills. An amazing write Caren! xxoo Caren Krutsinger April 12, 2019 at 12:03 AM Thank you Connie; this came about after such a documentary where they told about the newborns and children who were drugged and sacrificed in ancient rites, so the harvest would work out for others. I believe it was Aztecs.