(Tikal [/tiˈkäl/] [Tik’al in modern Mayan orthography] is the ruins of an ancient city, one of the largest archaeological sites and urban centers of the pre-Columbian Mayan civilization. It is located in the Petén Basin in what is now northern Guatemala.}
Dead. The soles of foreign boots hammer at my stones.
The bare, sun warm feet of builders gone.
From my seven caved heart first
crawled men, commanded by the gods
to count the k’in, the days. Creation whole,
a creature made for memory, you, people
made to bear the weight of Time.
Seven temples reared as age passed into age.
Laughter, art, tears and blood among my stones;
now only silence and the kapok tree.
Could I weep for what is lost,
the stars themselves would plunge to frost.
Remember, people, Then,
and know the endlessness of When.