The rock I speak of, is the Acropolis
The ancient home of the Parthenon
The home of Dionysus' theatre
The cave of Pan with its shadows
The home of legends and stones.
Stones carved, true creations of Athenian pride.
Displaying the life of those people
from a time of distant glory, their story now incomplete
because they speak of something missing still... the absent ones.
The winds blowing threw the city and the land of Attica
Into the minds of those of our time, recall the absence
An emptiness hangs over the once magnificent
A ruin restored to a point... but still not completed
Never can they be returned because of the crime
of their removal left wounds too great
Those Stones no longer can be rejoined.
But a people still have hope
A place for them to be displayed
In their correct position of the story.
Their ancient history, the heritage shared
The original reason for their creation
The gift... by the people for their protector.
The goddess of wisdom and the pride of her people.
A whisper weaves within the olive trees
They speak to the ones who listen
Compelled to transcribe the messages they receive.
The Muses speak in one voice to those of creative hearts
Of sorrow of a crime in bygone times,
Each thread is woven into the tapestry of the saga
Each poem each story, each retelling continues still...
"Return Them."
It matters not why or how anymore.
Or so we are lead to believe
by those who lay claim to only their right of ownership
The British Museum even here the Muses reign.
But blinded by your own greatness you claim..
Our sameness overrides the claim of cultural heritage
Still, the voices rise as one
Calling out, something is wrong...
something is missing from the hill
The scared rock and the Parthenon
It brings on unease a breeze of ill
Feelings deep in our beings
a pain of our spirits ...
One which most can't explain.
Why a place like the Acropolis
can't reclaim its own crown?
What is stopping this place
having all its pieces returned?
But a crime even so leaves ancient Sculptures
Locked in a well of greed in insecure minds
Without insight of the truth of their creation
They lay in halls of another land... but demand
by their presences there, to be Returned.
Staring out to all, questioning: why do you still lay claim
on us, the Parthenon stones..... Pray tell?
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Parthenon Marbles
شِعرParthenon Marbles Debate and support of the reunification of the cultural heritage of Greece.
