The dust has settled

No stone stands upon stone

Still shadows color empty boulevards

Bereft of traffic

Outlines of hallowed halls of capital

Lay empty of commerce

While the collected wisdom of the ages

Scatters across barren landscapes

Where there are none to read or learn

As harsh morning light burns the scarred ground

A solitary green shoot

Thrusts its way through crusted soil

Reaching for sun and rain and sustenance

Flora perhaps as none ever seen

In a world forever changed

By the fear and folly of Man

And becomes the first symbol

Of a resilient Earth

Starting anew

By Mike Turner

From: United States

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