mummy
Ross Balcom
by the Nile
I walk
centuries' gray
looking
for my soul
amidst
the rushes
by the Nile
I weep
muttering
ancient prayers
searching
the water
for a face
that is mine
by the Nile
I walk
yearning
for a pathway
to the past
and its splendor
the kingdom
of the Sun
by the Nile
I weep
Poet's Notes: This weeping mummy needs a big hug. Let's all give him one.
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