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Holographic forms formed life anew.
As colorful lives on walls came true.
These walls that held secrets from the past,
Ancient secrets hushed unveiled at last.

Hieroglyphs now waking with the dead,
Deciphering gold mask upon the head
Of the child King whose scepter he held tight
Which morphed him into manhood overnight.

Treasures that surround him in his tomb,
His afterlife contained within that room.
Unwary of the fate that will befall
Archeologist's lives to one and all,

Of the curse of death soon to transpire,
Destroying fame and dreams of their desire.
King Tut, his wrath now unleashed to defend
Desecration of his eternal end.

© May 29, 2016

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Note: In Thebes Egypt in the Valley of the Kings in 1922
Archaeologist Howard Carter discovered the 3,000 year old
tomb of the Pharaoh Tutankhamun (aka King Tut) When 
Howard Carter opened the burial chamber of King Tut
it was the first time anyone had seen the burial chamber of 
a Pharaoh, untouched since the Pharaoh's death in 1333 BC,
the tomb was full of King Tut's possessions he would need
in his afterlife. There was thought to be a curse of death 
on those disturbing his remains.

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