History…..Lost

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The shifting planetary tides, whether sand or waves or soil; they make history

Hiding precious moments in their ever-growing layers of clay, stone, and salt

Imagine the light that once held sway over the sacred loam

Haunting echoes of footfalls of citizenry long since gone

The remains are scant, with so few pieces buried beneath the acrimonious darkness

Civilizations once immense in scale, grand and bold, suddenly were not

Remnants depict but a shell of its former, as the eroding winds take toll

All things knowingly return to the fine powder that permeates everlasting

Time, the eternal gatekeeper always has the final say on what we men create

Yet, the fact remains that we shall not willingly abandon that which we must remember

The repetition of history with all of it’s wisdom of finality

Shatters the illusion of exciting potential for success where an abject misstep should be

Therein lies the bounty of keeping record of the deeds of man

Those with no intent of bias or ill of will; keepers and storytellers of old

Call them enlightened if ye shall, call them mystics, or call them historians

Their plain truth casts the shroud of facts amongst the mortal tribes still afoot

Deeds both glorious and dastardly are etched into the annals of forever

Masses are led astray by the calculating and corrupt

The lands provide in plenty and cruelly take their toll without warning

And all along, the keepers make notes and keep watch

When the cycle repeats again and again, their sacred texts will note it

When what was once great is consumed from within, only the words remain

See with your eyes and not your ears, that is the proclamation

For the whispers are meant for the led and not the leaders

Ancient timepiece?ruinsruins

R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all. I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed. I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another. I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me. I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

3 thoughts on “History…..Lost

  • July 26, 2016 at 2:29 PM
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    Oh my gosh! Incredible verse and so well penned, Ralph. Some time in the distant future, our civilization, too, will be hidden and maybe discovered under the “ever-growing layers of clay, stone, and salt”. Great work.

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  • July 27, 2016 at 2:51 AM
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    A beautifully balanced piece of writing Ralph, eloquent with fine phrasing and imagery. I so relate to all history and archaeological remnants of earlier civilizations. It has always fascinated me. Fine work my friend.

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