So half of me is gravel in the grass

Done hiding hidden and done

Maybe less than half

The rest is Gibraltar 

Lone proud hard

Standing millenia against hostile waves

Both sides of me are stone 

One shattered

When shattered

I will remember Gibraltar 

Singing defiance in the crashing 

Echoing over the sea

And loud enough

To shake the grasses I lay under

In pieces

Guarded by the whole