We Are Cursed

The wretched and the desperate

Scavenge amongst the refuse

Piled waist deep in the streets

Of our ancient cities

The starving compete with rats over every scrap

Of ill sustenance to be found

Rotting amongst the dead and diseased

Maggot infested, disowned bodies of men and animals

The waters we drink

Are as sewage filth spreading sickness

The disinherited and the poor

Profane our temples

With the stench of their disease and death

Our existence has become loathsome

The gods have forsaken us

We have been cursed

All is covered in dust and soot

Ashes from fires burning

The unwholesome corpses of the afflicted

Our monuments have fallen to ruin

The images of the gods buried in sand

Our temples lay broken and prostrate in neglect

The grandeur of the pharoahs is subverted

Our empire fades before our eyes

The black earth lays barren and desolate

I look upon the crumbling pyramids and despair