FLOWER of the foam of the waves
Of the beautiful inland sea, –
White as the foam that laves
The ships of the Sea-Kings past, –
Marvel of human hands,
Wonderful, mystical, vast,
The great White City stands;
And the banners of all the lands
Are free on the western breeze,
Free as the West is free.
And the throngs go up and down
In the streets of the wonderful town
In brotherly love and grace, –
Children of every zone
The light of the sun has known:
And there in the Midway Place,
In the House of the Unhewn Trees,
There in the surging crowd,
Silent, and stern, and proud,
Sits Rain-in-the-Face!
Why is the captive here?
Is the hour of the Lord so near
When slayer and slain shall meet
In the place of the Judgment seat
For the word of the last decree?
Ah, what is that word to be?
For the beautiful City stands
On the Red Man’s wrested lands,
The home of a fated race;
And a ghostly shadow falls
Over the trophied walls
Of the House of the Unhewn Tree,
In the pleasant Midway Place.
There is blood on the broken door,
There is blood on the broken floor,
Blood on your bronz
(Ina Donna Coolbrith)
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