Past Life

You said my love I must fight for you and my son

When I go sneak out and fast shall you run 

Pass the fields of grain 

To river and hide Hapi will protect you

I can not I begged I cannot leave you

Our son cried I hushed 

And tears you shared to 

My hand traced your face 

A last kiss we embraced 

As you went out

With our son I raced 

The fields were fire 

And the river ran red 

I hid our son well by the fruits and bread

I kissed his mind and said a prayer 

But I could not leave you the thought wasn’t of favour 

My feet raced on the mudded ground 

Your grunts I heard and war cries let out 

And although next is tragedy it’s destiny in our past 

We fought out numbered together as one

In a glimpse of serenity my breath was of its last 

You cried out Sekhmet as your goddes fell

After dazed revenge your destiny came as well

Our child our child Our spirits must protect 

As we came to him the screams grew less and less

The fire went down from the rain 

Never the less we protected and prayed 

Until a maiden seen him rest 

She picked him up 

And we begged and prayed 

She hugged him as her own 

In safety he stayed 

Tzefanyah

“Past life”