Shells and Ruins
But what of shells and ruins
The stories they hold
In silence they ponder
The truths of the past
And what of echoed voices
Do they tell what will be
Friend or foe
Piercing the wind
I also ponder the truth
As I stand among the relics
And beseech the looking glass
To speak to me
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2019
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