Hills

Hills
that bear the weight of soldiers
the spines of the abused
pointing down to the earth from which they came
Hills
that enfold the treasures of many households and
civilisations wisdom that is at once here and lost
or… Mounds.
that contain the dead…
for a while.
When the day breaks and the sun smiles its rest
Do we live among Hills
or pointed mounds

 


-Ben

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