SICILY : A HAIBAN

We see the broken stones of the past

remnants of power, now strewn on arid soil, faiths of centuries pass.

We stop to wonder at these fragments. Are we like them ?

Invisible roots reach deep into the red earth of our shared origins

our foundations.

Conquerors came — Phoenicians, Greeks, Goths, Arabs, Byzantines, Normans —

such flowering of artistry and power. Square tombs, huge temples, sacrificial altars,

mosaic story-boards alive with movement.

See how the conquerors became the conquered.

We yearn to belong

Boasting our supremacy

Then return to dust.

 

 

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