.Statues. O.f .Stone.

The forgotten palace

The lost forest in time

Collecting dust and vines

So subtle all the time.

Gone, so far gone

In the back of your mind

The sea of green crying

Not to be left behind.

The men lost in the gaps

In the crevices, in-between

The blackbird flying south

All alone and unforgiving.

The hair-covered beasts

Deep within their caves

All the fish in the water

So far down in their graves.

The golden cities crumbling

Lost race of civilization

Past lives still reliving

This dark accusation.

The foreboding of the lost

Discrimination of the depths

In the palm of ones hand

Is the choice right or left.