I Remember

I remember the grey skies in the rain
and the marble that towered above,
bathing cold ground and passing feet
in a bright shower of awe.

But, of course, how could it not.
Beneath the stones lay the tens and
thousands carrying the new world
as a weight on their shoulders.

The grass grows with memories and
stories that would have been untold;
blood put to the heavy ground
where a new world rose in the dirt.

I remember the grey skies in the rain
and the marble that towered above.

i-remember

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