Travelling through the ages
Warm blood splatters,
War cries fill the air,
One piercing scream,
The challenge met,
a return home.
A solemn procession,
Gleams in the torchlight,
Final offerings poured,
Dust settles in eternal rest,
a return home.
Scratches in the dirt,
Light filtering through,
Muffled shouts of joy,
Greedy hands pulling roughly,
a journey from home.
Wrapped in a shroud,
Closed in a box,
Placed in a chariot,
Excited voices exclaim,
a journey from home.
A meeting is set,
An exchange is made,
Confusion ensues,
Peace again,
a return home.