Tonight I disappear
back to the land
of my ancestors
Back to the land
of pyramids
and burial sites
Back to the land
of zealots
and sacred rites
Of hallowed halls
and moonlit nights
Of alabaster,
smooth and white
And as I walk
through corridors
Foreign glyphs
paint walls and floors
A tongue I do not
comprehend
Knowledge I can’t
Understand
. . .
I finally returned...
Only to find
this too is tainted.
Dec 12, 2011
Dec 12, 2011 at 8:56 PM UTC
Tonight I disappear
back to the land
of my ancestors
Back to the land
of pyramids
and burial sites
Back to the land
of zealots
and sacred rites
Of hallowed halls
and moonlit nights
Of alabaster,
smooth and white
And as I walk
through corridors
Foreign glyphs
paint walls and floors
A tongue I do not
comprehend
Knowledge I can’t
Understand
. . .
I finally returned...
Only to find
this too is tainted.
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