Marvel the Kings
Humans worship dinosaurs, prior rulers of Earth.
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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.