Stonehenge
Tourists pay to view it now,
Hundreds at a safe distance,
Shuffling in line around it,
No contact with it, no time to connect.
Who can say what it once was,
Why it was built, and by whom,
What significance it held
In the hearts and minds of our forefathers.
For Rick’s Parise Pariku contest
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