Poem: Egypt

Oni Abidemi Martins July 28, 2015
King Tut

King Tut

King Tut

Out of your belly sorrow doth erupts
Lo! you groomed within your once sweet belly
The deep tempest
Habitude where peace lived early
And all you are now, a war deepest

Pandemonium you created Strikes you ablaze
As if a sudden sordid blow of volcanoes
With its every punch you are erased
I fear to visit you brother For the rupture within your borders

What title to this your evolving evil epic?
Which becomes epochal tale to suns unborn?
For all you were is now war-torn
Pieces and shreds Peace that wears rags for the many wrongly dead
Replaces your monumental stead

Nile now cries bloods
Pharaoh’s seat stained deep with condemned
You now lie and wake
Dine and wine with sorrow
Like the ones the prophets once brought

Chasm and unending hollow
A time you should be setting a pace?
Your beautiful face now shows no morrow for this I see at every wake
This your musty imbroglio

Last Edited by:Abena Agyeman-Fisher Updated: March 25, 2016


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