Chapter Forty One: Glorious

Now in this island of Atlantis there was

a great and wonderful empire which had rule

over the whole island and several others,

and over parts of the continent and,

furthermore, the men of Atlantis had subjected

the parts of Libya within the columns of

Heracles as far as Egypt, and of Europe as far

as Tyrrhenia. This vast power, gathered into one,

endeavored to subdue at a blow our country

and yours and the whole of the region

within the straits, and then Solon, your

country shone forth, in the excellence of her

virtue and strength, among all mankind.

Plato

Atlantis was destroyed by the greed

of its inhabitants.

Frederick Lenz

Glorious

A Poem

An ode, a lost city

A disappearing act of obedience

Kept in the chest of treasures

That can be found in the thousand seas

A stone, the pearl of silence

The insufficient case of glory

Stunned by the golden case

Of coins thrown into the depths

The trenches of the ocean floor

Not long, but lost still

Nowhere is the place received

Yet, the remnants are felt

From the waves carried to the shores

The song sings triumphantly

Outrageously still, but upbeat

The tempo was exhilaratingly good

Profound in its message and muse

To see the lost from the greenish eyes

Undoubtedly gladness in a sense of sight

Atlantis, where are you now?

To which ground do you wish to conceal

The grand beauty of your edifice?

Did you bury yourself to escape?

The murder of a thousand centuries?

To wish for your destruction

Is it not a chance of prejudice?

To flee, and never fight

A cowardice in a scary night?

Onwards, the search ahead

To prove the courageous strength

Viva Atlantis, it beckons

To stop the killings, determined

Of glorious dreams of men

To be free is not to back down

From the declared principles it rises

The bully and the presence of doubt

To kill the white pelican

But still the bald eagle develops

A city is lost, but dreams there must be

It shall move forward

Pretty, it is still

Decide not to conceal the truth

Desire not the future holds

A harrowing of the murky middle

Like hell, the Spirit rages

Like an orb of fire

The storm testifies to the might

Of the Kings and the many Angels

The hosts of the fruit

The Scrolls that holds

An ultimate test or the bare truth

May the Holy War not forget

Atlantis in its glorious state

May the celestial beings succeed

In defending the presence of us, begin

Having faith in the power of love

The deterrence of hope not

And Satan's version of a globe

Let no one perish

Let this world survive

May the lost City of Alantis

Remind us of fire

That destroys an entire city

That will never be not found.

x---------x

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