Marvel the Kings
Humans worship dinosaurs, prior rulers of Earth.
Marvel kings whose fractured bones decorate the halls,
Graced by golden beams for children’s worship.
They whose crumbling skulls adorn our walls;
Honoured fallen soldiers' sharing Mother’s warship.
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Admire those who lived without sin, only instinct,
Killed, survived, and gathered allies for reckoning.
Armed for Mother’s war, threat distinct,
Death approaches, but life is beckoning.
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Ode now eulogy for those felled by the reaper,
Fury from the sky, the undefeatable.
Rulers overruled, a kingdom fallen deeper,
Further from Mother’s grasp. Lesson unteachable.
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Sharpest teeth and toughest skin did not shield
Kings preceding us. To Mother, we will never yield.
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Eloise Robertson
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Comments (2)
Oooo, this was so profound. Loved your poem!
Quite the ode to dinosaurs and all that came before.