A National symbol

I have been here for many generations

Rooted in this spot as a national symbol

I see you every day as you pass by me

I can pick you from the countless voices

You are the now, a modern citizen

With cars and buildings, smoke and piss

You are a force, a change maker

I am nothing but a forgotten memoir

As trees shed their leaves and flower blossoms

I see you change with each season

An infant with baby teeth

A child with round face

A youth with wiry body

An adult with heavy shoulder

I have seen you grow

And I will see you get old

And the world will forget you

One in million faces, disappear in the crowd

Just like I did all those years ago

Burned to the ground and deep in sea

Your name will be lost along with your voice

But generations after, they will still know me

Learn of my birthday and my heritage

Calculate and anticipate my life like mathematics

Each generation will learn of me

But not of who I was

My values and beliefs

They will walk and run and drive

Over my grave and over my morals

I am a lost ship with name written in history pages

I am a national symbol, a statue of stone

I am a dead leaf waiting to be blown  

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

Profoundly flowing with vast insights into history, into symbols of past and present, into what lasts over time. Your words are painted in darker hues, as are the days that hover over us now.

[raineyday]

Thankyou for the review and encouraging words...