Stickman Cyclops - The Fire of Notre Dame

I heard it took 200 years
For them to build you
From 1163
To 1365
But yesterday I saw pictures
With fire all around you
I'm wondering how much of
The real you will survive

Did your gargoyles not protect
Against the accident?
Could you not be saved by your own sanctity?

I read in 1793
The Cult of Reason took you be siege
Removed your bells
Turning them into cannons for war
Instead of Christ our Lord
They worshiped the goddess liberty
But at some point
Catholicism was restored

Did your priests not protect
From this blasphemous act?
Could you not be saved by your own sanctity?

So noble you have remained
While growing old
But I cannot but regret
Cannot but feel indignant
At the innumerable degradations
And the sad mutilations
Inflicted on your venerable pile
Both by the action of time
And hand of man
Time is blind
But mankind
Is senseless

So I heard there was a forest
In your ceiling
A forest cut from
52 Acres of trees
So when you caught fire
You raged with the feeling
Of environmentalists finding out the killing
Of so many trees, who were quite displeased

Did your gargoyles not protect
Against the accident?
Could you not be saved by your own sanctity?

I read that bees lived in
The forest in your ceiling
They were put there by
Brother Adam, a monk
He installed a hive there
As recently as 2013
Well, I guess now all those bees
Now they're out of luck

Could your bees not douse the flames
With their honey, bodies, and brains?
Could you not be saved by your own sanctity?

Through the centuries you've been a safe place
For weary and worn-out men
Many a troubled sould has trudged through your doors and left with less burden
So many people in here over the years, some with despair, some with rejoice
Some just seeking solace

Perhaps you're more than the material ilk
And maybe you can really be rebuilt
Saved by your own sanctity.

Written by:
Joel Mitchell

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