An Old Wall

I remember the day

Golden I would say

The sun bright

Sparkling pigments

Of light

Dancing in

Midair

In the middle of

A few thousand squares

We waded

Among the rubble

Carefully

Hoping to not stumble

When we discovered

A disintegrating old wall

Surprised

I was thoroughly enthralled

As I stared

At the dilapidation

These words flit

Through my mind

A fanciful tale

Of the colorful kind

'In the middle of

Rough and craggy land

Far from sea and sand

Crumbling stones

Of volcanic rock

Lay strewn about

As if they were knocked

Where once

A great house stood

The best in their

Neck of the woods

Life was happy

Without a care

Resources

They all shared

Then a conquering

People came

Destroyed lives

And brought shame

Now there is nothing left

But a decaying old wall

Where once it stood

So proud and tall

And the people?

Into earth they dissolved

As if they were never

There at all'

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