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"Within An Ancient song."
A story poem
By, Michael .P. Clarke.

(EPIC.)

Anubis' Temple.

The Valley of kings
Here they were again
No successful dig
This time steps they found
Everyone did dig this day
Digging down
More and more steps
In the depths a mighty door
On the door a figure painted
It was Anubis 
The door curse bound
They stood in awe
Egyptians and British Egyptologists
Silence did reign
One figure descended the steps
An Egyptian of prodigious strength
In his hands a mighty hammer
With this hammer egress to the chamber
Curse or no they would enter

They crossed the threshold
To Hieroglyphs little attention was payed
A cursed warning to those who entered
Stretching into the distant dark a corridor
The stone floor was cold
The air musty
What ancient power here had been centered
Skeletal slaves were chained to the wall
There torches scanned the corridor
Forward they walked with trepidation
The gladness was now gone
Everyone moved along slowly
Another door at the end of this corridor
Again the figure of Anubis painted

Again the powerful Egyptian did attack a door
It took many blows before the mighty door gave
Their feet stepped over the threshold
This time not all
Light did spring forth
The floor and the walls alive with light
Light that danced around a mighty chamber
This floor was not stone
It was warm
Not cold
The curse on the door
The curse would befall all those within
They hear the mighty Anubis 
He calls from the underworld
Then their ears hear life start
The temple is now alive
The temple is alive
Thump Thump 
Thump Thump
Thump Thump
Thump Thump
The beating heart of Anubis

Holograms they now did see
Holograms they had to be
Ancient Egyptians as they once had been
Such a wondrous sight
No Egyptian made a sound
They walked in glory
Children of an ancient time
Anubis sat on his throne in this scene
Then a collapsing of the corridor
Those outwith running for their lives
The Hieroglyphs curse lived on.

Now with these Ancients their lives would end
The corridor outwith filled with sand
No messages of goodbye could they send
They were left alone
Death awaited them
In the heart of the temple
A mighty fire did ignite
The professor remembered what the Hieroglyphs said
They would end their days with the long since dead

Then a deep voice from the throne on the far wall..........

One Egyptian escaped the corridor alive
The Egyptian with the hammer
His last words to me
I heard the booming voice of Anubis..........

To be continued..........

25/12/2018
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