If only
I could be cloistered in The Cloisters
That beautiful structure
Standing in the center of a gorgeous park
At the highest point in Manhattan
A park so peaceful
A place so open
A world so green
Looking out over the Hudson River
With the sun shining on the water.
If only
I could look out
From the top of the stone ramparts
Filled with history
That tell the story
Of a massive battle.
Fought closer to home
Than we could feel
From our classrooms in the West.
Out here
This battle
Took place
Where. We. Are.
When it is no longer far away
We have no choice
But to take note.
Remember.
History. Is. Now.
Make it what you want
The future to reflect on.
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