Heritage is a mirror
Which
reflects upon the past
And throws
light onto
The deeds of
those who
Passed down
the world to us.
Heritage is
an aggregate
Of
sentiments;
A patriot’s
love for her nation,
A leader’s
word of benevolence,
The voice of
a thousand souls…
Heritage is
a symbol
Of the
success of many destinies
Standing as
a figurine
Showing
hand-in-hand to many,
The pathway
to the future.
Heritage is
a book
Whose
leaflets contain history
And the
wisdom of those
Who shaped
society as we know
Bound within
the four walls of paper.
Heritage is
a melody.
Whose tunes
have propagated
Across
millennia
Spreading
ideas of peace
Harmony,
kindness and love.
Heritage is
a monument
To great
achievements unmatched
To regimes
of years bygone
And a window
to the ambitions
Of the
citizens there so lived.
Heritage is
a treasure chest,
Filled with
golden culture,
And
traditions studded with silver,
Sitting
untouched, unseen,
To the
blinded eyes of most.
Heritage is
a tender child
The hope of
creating the future
But soft;
delicate, hoping
To be
caressed in the motherly
Arms of
society
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