Standing dozens
of feet into the air, two marble and copper monoliths stand in an eternal vigil.
Their skin is made out of a honeycomb like
webbing of blue plates that together form the rustles of their clothing.
Clark Hall’s angular window facades reflect back rays of bright light that wash into the two statues of John Carlos and Tommie Smith.
A large bang roars
over the landscape and alarm bells ring from the construction site nearby as a
campus tour idles in front of the two sovereigns.
A brown
squirrel scurries through the grass cautiously on the grass as it scans the
humans trampling over his scavenging ground.
The statues
of Carlos has a blue, red and yellow necklace dangling from his neck along with
his bronze medal, a patch saying “Olympic Project for Human Rights”.
He has his
right arm tucked away in his back, the fist clenched as his left holds a closed
fist wrapped around a black glove high into the air.
He bows his
head in anguish, a solemn expression mulling in his face.
The statue of
Smith, wearing a gold medal stand holds an olive branch, the roman symbol for
peace, encased in a wooden box with a glass door to reveal its contents.
This time,
the glove is in his right hand with his fist piercing the sky.
