Reaching above those avenging memories
Another victim of tyranny my King of memory endures!
My mountain hates me.
Drift, flutter longing for my dust stretching beneath a lonely meadow!
You forget their authoritarian city, thunderously.
Their martyr swarms , yet still their long-lost healers speak cowering before their misunderstood mother.
And never may we howl!
Original URL: jbrowse.com
(has been defunct for some time)
Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.