Aspire

karvelD

 

In the beginning

Two spires

Twin obelisks

Creation needles

Faced with gold

Pointed to the sun

Pointed to stories

Of duality

Of harmony

Of balance

Of civilization

Born

 

3000 years

One standing

in lying rubble

A single prop

A granite erratic

A homeless face

Muttering

Alone

Lost

In truth

Of labors

wasted

 

  • Author: karvelD (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 11th, 2023 08:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: Vatican Obelisk
  • Category: Sociopolitical
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