Georgehenge
The ancient stones stand silent
As they have throughout the ages,
Keeping their seasonal assignments
As the world around them changes.
Thousands of years pass
And old stones become forgotten.
Modern granite slabs arrogantly carved
With lessons of what should be learned,
Instead of those things best observed
Through spirit and nature, unadorned.
Stoñehenge steeped with ancient wisdom,
Georgia Guidestones misquided modern whimsies.
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