The Sphinx

Sphinxes
Sphinxes (Photo credit: schmaeche)

 

Sitting all alone

 

on a forgotten throne

 

of desert debris and spoiled human meat

 

No greedy follower to worship

 

nor sacrifices to hold

 

You ate more than your fill

 

and enslaved the needy

 

You’re dead now

 

but   left behind is

 

a feminine mind

 

designed in golden feathers and mane

 

sporting only the heart of a wench

 

who lives only to gain

 

 to watch over your gold

 

that you will never use and never hold

 

The sun eats away its desolate skin

 

The darkness hides its ancient scowl

 

No more riddles to be heard

 

No more answers to be skeered.

 

Left to remind generations to come

 

what  once was strong powerful

 

will fall to the ground

 

and die in vain

 

for  evil has not won

 

and all will be undone.

 

 

Thanks Tim for the inspiration! 🙂

 

 

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