short poem

i never knew the earth had so much gold
daughter, thou art come to die
and how could you dream of meeting
were it not for that singular smell
i have to say good-night
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
the darkness
this is the arsenal
long has the summer sunlight shone
have you seen walking through the village
the ancient songs