Souls of Denial
By: Lawrence W Langman (c) 

Fireflies lost
in foggy flight.
Their mysteries lie
just out of sight.

Where history's dwell
upon ancient runes.
Souls departed way
too soon.

Shadows are cloaked
in tombs down deep.
The paths once chosen
hence now they reap.

Scorpions and Asps
now guard within.
Their sins of the past
beginning to end.

With a scepter's Ankh
brandishing in gold.
Status and symbols
for all to behold.

Beware of the Gods
ancient and new.
For all that once reigned
brings doubters their due.

For their heads served
upon a wooden spike.
Rained from the heavens
as arrows dost strike.

Magic beget all curses
aligned with the stars.
From Venus to Neptune
Jupiter to Mars.

Holy are the Pharaohs,
pariahs and Kings.
The points of their lances
dipped in poison it stings.

Riding chariots of gold
and silver inlaid.
Brining wars to their lands
and debts are repaid.