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THE BOY KING

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THE BOY KING

THE BOY KING

Oh youthful monarch of Egypt, so young to die and yet live again.
In the nether world a Pharaoh's golden death mask is lain upon
A boy king.
In silences crypt a stilled figure lies in stacious frozen freeze.
Until Ra's first rays kiss the dawn and they embrace in passions 
Fiery flame.
Behold a rebirth an emergence from death's chilling shroud.
In the valley of the dead his caucus’s soul walks amongst
His ancestral ancestors.
Lost deities whom balance the hearts of men
Against the feather of truth
 Speak his name with honor's reverence.
Legacy's inheritance a throne built in the shadow,
Of hierarchy’s indignation yields,
To restorations royal seal barring his title of rebirth
Tutankhamen.
The great sphinx retracts it's sharpened claws,
As this small emperor’s spirit bows with nobility’s,
 Humblest of respectfulness at his marble feet.
Without fears emotions he thus stands all alone,
 Before this stone giant of idles sacred worship,
At his touch this littlest of divine gods,
  Turns a stone beast into flesh.
And beneath the night's blanket of stars,
 He is welcomed
Into the warmth of the lions main.
A living creature cradling this child of light,
Slowly fallen into dreams eternal sleep once more.
In the halls of Karnack a peaceful lullaby plays,
Upon invisible instruments, in a gentle soothing.
Rhythmic tones the music plays.
As a woman's voice sings of a beautiful desert spring,
That turns into the Nile's fertile waters,
 Feeding it's eternal life.
And thus the boy king sleeps wrapped in slumbers,
Golden fleece, listening to the holy Melody,
Which is ancient Egypt.
Finally at peace within the kingdom of thieves,
A Pharaoh of the golden realm.
Hush now beware do not wake him,
Or his curse may claim another victim.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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  1. Date: 4/5/2014 12:51:00 PM

    Cheryl This is a captivating story and tale that is intriguing and interesting. It is eerie in a deep and powerful way. Thank you for the flattering comment on my Rays Of Light poem.

  1. Date: 3/13/2014 7:16:00 PM

    Hi Cheryl, minds one of King Tut. Behold the golden halls of the pharaoh's of Egypt, where-in a n eternity is spent. An amazing write on one of the greatest times on this earth. This held my interest and touched my mind that it sprang into its own life. You write so well on this golden period, one thinks one is with the dead going through each individual part of the process and finaly stand in the golden halls. You set the mind to sing. Have a good day. Catch you later. Your Friend always...MIKE

  1. Date: 1/21/2014 9:38:00 PM

    Oi! This one gave me a deep chill... To know of such a boy... A gripping poem... LINDA

  1. Date: 6/30/2013 4:27:00 PM

    nicely done ,,,love history ;}

  1. Date: 3/20/2013 12:23:00 PM

    Tells a story, about a little boy did so much even though he was just thrown in his lap,, by this he showed that he can over come and make it threw anything