o palmyra
lonely sentinel
to know you
was to love you
your silken threads
were spiced with gold
we trade today in
hate twice sold
faith in the
Almighty's trust
and now you are but
dust to dust
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 6:17 AM UTC
o palmyra
lonely sentinel
to know you
was to love you
your silken threads
were spiced with gold
we trade today in
hate twice sold
faith in the
Almighty's trust
and now you are but
dust to dust
As an architecture student it broke my heart to see ISIS destroy the Greco-Roman city of Palmyra which sat on the crossroads of the Silk Road for centuries! Cultural infantilism!
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