Bronze Age
poem by:
John Prophet
Written
on Oct 31, 2021
Bronze Age. They, were once here. Where we are now. Saw the same moon. Saw the same stars. How much have we changed? How little have we changed? Four thousand years ago. She lived four thousand years ago. Basic human needs. The same. The lady had style. She wanted to be pretty. She wanted to be loved. Difficult life. Survival. Arduous existence. Survive. Lived to thirty if lucky. Blink of an eye.
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