Keyhole To a Vanished World
Civilizations come
and go
on our small orb
Empires "return back to sand"
Trapped in the
cage of time
We can only
surmise what happened
to the generations
before we appeared on the scene
There are those among us
whose life's work
is to find the keyhole
to the vanished worlds
Researchers find
traces of what once
in the earth
We are hanging
a Damoclean sword
but perhaps by
learning about how
our ancestors coped we can save
ourselves from the
vagaries of fate
Throughout the long ages
Bards have created
pictures of love
and honor
So, bards of America
Lift up your pens!
So that future generations will know how we
really felt about our blue world
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2013
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