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Ars brevis

The Parthenon's in ruins!
Brother! Come! Look! See!
Nothing's safe on this unhallowed earth.
Nothing's sacred in eternity.
Once it was a temple.
(The Greeks killed Socrates.)
Then it was a sanctuary
For some deities
That it never was constructed for.
Then it held a stockpile of munitions
That ultimately blew it into ruins.
The columns now are broken,
Beautiful, remembered.
Once it stood a symbol,
Glorious, sublime,
But now it shattered stands.
My tender love, not even art endures.