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Mark Anthony and Cleopatra-3
The Egyptian standard falls, unto histories surrendering, The deserts breath, is so stilled, under the Nile river's Murky abyss, busted masts, heave against the Heavily laden hauls,taring the ships apart, As the Egyptian fleet sinks beneath the waters surface. A shooting flame of arrows, lights this tender box, Of human flesh and bone, in wars clash of titans, Rome must concur all nations. Survivors screaming for salvation’s protection, But help will not come, for Horas is a Defeated deity, hiding within his own temple to The east. Broken is the heart of Egypt, as a daggers sharp edge, Is plunged into the body of a living god, the last Pharaoh, Known as Cleopatra. Cradling misfortune's solider, Mark Anthony, she thus weeps, Behold love's most tragic couple of history. With his last breath, he calls unto she, by names sake Alone, Cleopatra, than remains stilled. Lord thy last falcon has left the golden land, Welcome him, she thus bids farewell, to hearts warrior, Cleopatra. A mortal woman holds her lover, within destiny’s arms, Soar with the great eagles, my love, for soon I'll join thee, In the great halls of our ancestors. Tragedies star crossed lovers, partake in the bitterest Of fruit, dried are these figs, once ripened by the sun, Now unpalatable by discord’s taste. Nay, all the power and wealth of Egypt itself, Could sever, the silver threads joining these two, From one another. Lovers heart, bound even after death itself, Shall they walk forever, within the valley of The dead together, silhouetted figures, embracing Reunification’s promise vows expressed long ago, Written within their hearts eternal. Lain in a golden gown, the queen of the Nile Does she rest, beneath death's slumbering shadow, A serpents bite, has laid waste to a dynasty’s blood line. Behold how in the heaven two eagles do soar, Blanketed by the golden warmth of the sun, As the passages of the hear after open wide Their mighty gates, each name is spoken with Honor pride, behold Mark Anthony and Cleopatra. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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