A postcard says it all
"Wish you were here," and
"It is so amazing, to see this other world."


These days time moves so fast
An age gone in a breath

Who knew that change would mean
New life, new death?


Traces are only clear
When its already there
The virus of our lives

Tears down boundaries and

Though controlled by no one

It makes "Others" gone
Seeking out inclusion
We all bow our head


Take a picture
Heritage bids farewell

On comes the forward march
Of the hereafter


And when East becomes West
And West becomes East
From the present we sow

Our future we'll reap

Take a picture

Heritage bids farewell
On comes the forward march
Of the hereafter