Why have you come and disturbed my rest?
You have no intent, in this holy place, to utter a single prayer
Yet above me you stand and gawk and stare
Of my very presence you seem fully unaware
Some have come to rub my brass – but of me no interest is shown
Of my might in battle, or service to throne
Of voyages and holy lands seen
So, why have you come and disturbed my rest?
What have you come to see?
Arches and pillars – is that all?
What of God – and what of me?
Many of the people that visit Medieval churches and cathedrals tour these places without an awareness of the nobles, knights, and clerics over whose memorial slabs and graves they tread.