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.