Altair Laahad


Eroded Stones - Poem by Altair Laahad

Eroded stones whisper and tell
of your glory and failure as well,
of your ancient mighty empire
and how it set far foes in fire;
Carthage, you were once the beacon
of all seas and the furthest ocean,
your harbors safe for merchants fleets
when wealth and life filled all your streets;
great arts and wisdom thrived there
with great insight, yet unaware
of history ghosts and lurking pangs
when enemy ships unload their gangs
to rape and burn your chastity
and dump it deep in the cemetery
of ancient times as they stampede
your little kids and then proceed
to burn your stones and trees to dust
as their swords and spears they thrust
deep in your heart, you lay and weep;
I now hold you, in my heart you sleep.


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  • Gold Star - 34,032 Points Gajanan Mishra (5/1/2013 6:25:00 AM)

    holding in heart, great love. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013


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