Tutankhamen
Tutankhamen’s demise;
unfortunate boy king, all too soon cut down;
before adulthood.
His spirit echoes one last cry throughout eternity.
Akhenaton’s son, bred for the throne of Egypt,
leaves a legacy short, but never forgotten.
Lapis lazuli and gold death mask;
preserved for all time.
A precious reminder of Egypt’s,
throne-child; now perused by modern eyes.
No one’s grave should be robbed,
for treasure, to be gawked at; put it back!
Children deserve respect, too.
There is enough gold and gems,
in the ground, to mine for everyone.
Grave robbing, is theft;
even when done by archaeologists.
Stealing from a dead child’s tomb,
is about as, low as theft gets.
Research, in no way, justifies this abominable act.
Respect is only earned, by the giving, of same.
The past, has passed; leave it be and forge a new beginning.
That’s how it’s supposed to be.
Tut’s afterlife should have the respect.
that he was robbed of, in mortal life.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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