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Old castle at Matanzas Bay you guard

Only your memories.

Your sturdy walls

Fashioned of coquina stone and proof

Against the rude assault of any foe—

Your stone absorbed a cannon ball at impact

And put a halt to its career.

Banners

Of four empires have floated over you

Imperial Spain, Great Britain and the short

Confederacy and today our own

Or should I say imperium of our States

Who love imperial fruit but not repute

How far apart from them

to stand

A tourist on a rampart of coquina

And look across a bay of Florida.