#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...
that was untold.
The beating of the heart.
the sweat upon the brow.
the muscles attached to sinew and bone.
this warrior born hero.
knowing that he/she could never go home.
dying in a battlefield for others arguments.
This is what it is.
they thought in silence.
my duty,my people,my way of life.
depends on the victory of myself dying tonight.
© 2020 k g Grayson