in truth was i
eviscerated long before
the priestly incision
that carved my flesh
industrious had i labored
at determined complicity
persistently pleading
for divine justice
my lips never failed
mechanically to mouth
mealy adorations
to ra, to maat, to isis herself
my steps never failed
to guide me armed with offerings
to the polished altar
of my mother’s mastaba
of my neighbors spoke i
never, not once i swear,
an unkind word, nor
denigrated i divinity
my voice dully ordained
have i never raised
in blatant anger nor
caused any man to weep
never did i turn away
from those in need
who knew me only as a man
upon whom they could depend
what remains now
of my desiccated body
rests forever entombed
that i may stand before you
o great god osiris
and confess that never
have i knowingly failed
in any of thy biddings
nonetheless
call forth the beast of hell
to devour my heart
as it sinks on thy scale
for this heaviest of sins—
that i, thy servant
have never known
what it means
to be truly alive
An ancient Egyptian mummy in the Smithsonian Museum
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Cheers, Chaitanya.
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