#WritcoPoemPrompt35
By the flickering light of an ancient lamp,
By the twinkling waters of an ancient river,
The dancer entertains the heathen enemies.
This fascinating history forever etched in stone,
Is a monumental discovery...
the procrastinating of the ones who have known
is a deadly foreground of what we were shown
the lasting breath of the wings spread
fled blasting stones of kinetic energies ahead
plastering their minds with the thoughts of the dead
mastering blocks that stood in the way
take heed to the problems they flow an they sway
but push them till they are gone no wavering for another day