Through the Pillars of Their Gods
I seem to recall a story
Long, long ago
Where two pillars of their Gods
Stood beside the Atlantic flow
They stood at the end
Of a great walled canyon
To another world you'd pass
Where every one was a companion
These people were so advanced
So far ahead of their time
Their nautical skills amazed
Leaving passing sailors sublime
Their culture was a wonder
As they lived in white marbled cities
Toned men so muscle bound
And their women so delightedly pretty
They never fought in wars
They had no reason too
No enemy could ever advance
Their Gods would never let them through
They could only encroach by ship
But their Gods would see them come
Their pillars would move together
Then a mighty wave would run
The waters would climb so high
To meet their skies of blue
When the mighty pillars met
The wave crashed down on their crews
When the waters calmed
Their was no sight of them
No debris from their ships
Or even floating men
What ever happened to this world
We could learn so much from them
Where Gods protected their people
All children, women and men
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