THE HORUS FILES
Right before my eyes I observe the sands
of time sift through the hour glass….And yet
the horizon is unchanged….
Life slowly fading from my father quickening his
Right before my eyes I see my wing span reach
in two directions aiming to span this world,
I yearn to embrace my mother fully, her wisdom
so inviting and mighty…..
Right before my eyes, I'm in position. I am become
king. I am. Become thee axis of which holds
The balance between my talons….
Right before my eyes my time, thee time has come
and my instincts have won over your mind to pick your
thoughts apart. Ravenously engorge on your hearts
Right before my eyes those willing to die have
become prey though they pray to they’re hearts
Right before your eyes the throne awaits where
I sit perched. Flap my wings thrice a week.
Pray that I glide safe….
(to be continued)
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