Thousands of years ago
I was raised among the sweat and blood of slavery
all in the name of the Gods;
no one had ever made a force
that took a beating like me.
Throughout the millenia that passed
I watched the war
I watched the hate
tear apart my land
and I saw it all through the eyes of stone.
Eyes that cannot weep for the dead
and the ravages of time
that have so desecrated the mystic land.
When once I saw the glory and beauty
of an empire mighty,
now I see the ancient relics
shattered in the sand.
The faith is gone
yet still I stand,
a lonely sentinel among the sands.
A contest entry
- The EGYPT Contest!!! by NooNiThEWitcH.
463 points, ended August 1, 2008, 20 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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Holy cow! This is so unique and just... amazing! It is so creative, absolutely beautiful!!
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EXCELLENT!!!!!
I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS!!
It reminds me of a poem/sonnet i studied last year by Percy Shelley called Ozymandias.. anyways..
I love how you are writing from the point of view of the ancient walls themselves.
Absolutely wonderful, I loved these lines:
"I saw it all through the eyes of stone.
Eyes that cannot weep for the dead"
and "yet still I stand,
a lonely sentinel among the sands."
Really fantastic job, thank you for making my day with this wonderful piece.. keep on writing!
Nooni
(sorry if you think i'm weird.. i just really liked it and am excited with your entry lol.. it's different from the rest)
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wow this is really deep, and it's amazing, like you were actually there! That takes talent
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Brilliant. Wish i knew how to write my poetry with much sadness as you do.
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