Alone

I've lived in a shadow that lifted me from darkness

Placed under the withering heat of Helios chariot in a barren land

Striped and blasted by the wind driven sands of time

My broken heart has healed me.

Sticks broken and redoubled grow stronger with each break

A scar is tougher that the skin it replaced

My concrete legs, still wet, will not bear my burden

Of empty casks from abandoned harvests

Under Anubis' falling curtain