Brian Harris Poems

Ten million stones recall
Ten thousand Souls whose anguished cries
Of victory arose from this arena.
For such contempt that man had shown
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The Empire's setting sun
Herald's the return of a warrior's glory.
An effigy in bronze
Tells of distant battles won.
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Ours is a gentle love
That flows as if a singing stream
need never seek the lowland plain
And never fall from hills so green.
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