Circa Timeless

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We were never the base of a pyramid

we built them from the ground down

not as slaves but masons free and fearless

even as Sek'met devoured order in its prime

we made the sounds and stacked the blocks 

and preyed to Gods weakened by

ages of divides, imposed checkerboards

and the blood of the first born question 

 

But we only knew how to craft the stone,

work the numbers, hum the symbols to slot 

the maths and sign the Earth

 

We were here, Circa Timeless

◄ Siamesepoem

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kealan coady

Thu 20th Feb 2020 11:57

Thank u my anon fren

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poemagraphic

Wed 19th Feb 2020 20:47

Well another timeless piece indeed.

I love the inverted image of the pyramid.

You certainly turn things/people on their head Kealan

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