by J. Davidson Hero
Imagine antique Kemet never fell
To Persian lust, and Nectanebo passed
His throne to heir, and Pharaoh reigned as well
As prospered in a glory long amassed.
Then Hellene, Latin, Levantine and all
The populace of Keb would lowly bow
In slavish villeinage to Pharaohʼs call
Down to our modern times. Imagine now
A golden phallus rising to the sky,
A trail of flame, a steel winged ka,
Out past the planets Seth and Nut and by
The rings of Shu, eclipsing radiant Ra.
Weʼll carry with us our canopic jars,
And leave our mummies out among the stars.
© 2008 J. Davidson Hero
J. Davidson Hero is a bibliophile, a hacker, an
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