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Moss-covered, forgotten,
Tar-paper shack, rotten.
Piles of stones
The height of a man,
Who did this thing?
I look deeper and
I begin to understand.

In this glade,
Surrounded by these stacks,
I am curious,
And I start to dig for facts.

Chinamen, they came like moths
To the flame of precious yellow metal.
By hand the moved the Earth itself
Toiling like Hercules
For two dollars a month.

I look at the mountain they moved
Broken into these corpseless cairns,
And I get a dim vision of men
Who built the Great Wall.
And the depth of commitment
It took to leave behind
Two thousand years of culture
For thirty-five dollars
Per ounce of gold.

ah, dang it. I still haven't got the hang of sizing foto's.

Have you ever tried imageshack? I use it all the time. It resizes your photos for you.

Thanks.

If you want to see the whole foto, people, u can go to my profile...

I just got my digital camera. Still trying to figure out how to use it...

WOW That painting is beauitful.

Galactic,
Would you mind if i e-mailed you with a lit question? You appear to be a writer.

Go ahead bob. I already said yes once in the other thread, but you must have missed it...

cool painting man..... the words tie it all together... never thought about it that way before now the wheel is turning in my head

To hell with the photo..... the poem was beautufil