Where a massacre occurred
One of the holy places on the earth
After a few hundred years
The victims returned and built
A school of the living arts
Where flower arranging led on
To the geometry of the stars
Dispersing its students like seeds
In an explosion of gratitude
Into the general population
But a long time the killing will go on
Before some child can stare out
Her drowsy classroom window
At the whole world a holy place
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