Monuments

In land of progress great and vast,

Where countless legends lived and passed,

Though young, as yet this nation seems

Compared to ancient realms and kings;

This people, o’er the decades long

Wrought deeds of greatness told in song,

And pressed through torment, storm, and war,

To honor those who came before.

Yet now, in years of rest and ease,

Unheard, on deafness fall the pleas

To hold aloft the memories old

Of forbears and their deeds so bold.

For while there once, enshrined in stone,

Lay tributes in the legends’ homes,

Downcast the pillars lie from view,

No vision, strength, or hope imbue.

Cast not upon the sodden ground

The honor to ancestors bound,

And speak their names, and tell their deeds,

Lest Time erase the nations free.