The stones testify,
that man created works.
Men gone now, but immortalized,
in glory they stand; we marvel.
Speaking to us in long dead tongues,
we need not decipher, to understand their language.
Was here they lived and died, leaving monuments behind,
the human spirit does not languish, life looks to continue.
We, their descendants, an unbroken lineage, are humbled by their spirit,
volumes have been written about kings magnificent deeds; kings did not labor.