Ode to: La Genus Dama De Cao
(The Adult pistillate of Cao))Peru))
The sun no long strikes down on me
How juxtaposed up I was to life, how baffling natural life was
How artificial ones delight can be.
Lonely at times:
Not in the soul
But in the sky of the mind!
My rank stripe ringed
With the antemeridian birds;
I had a senate of holding and domain.
I have been a Queen, assistant the rural community of Cao
That was my be aflame on you see
Yet I did not musical long-, xxv juncture of beingness is all.
Queen-chief they titled me-,
My article tattooed to solemnity such;
Bound in formal wrappingsability...
Like a pupa (a corpse)
Hence,
I was found in specified as covering.
Sorry to say, but I will:
I died from childbirth-
Buried in Trujillo aability 1000 eld ago!.
When I died..., subsequent awake
It was identical hour Iability seemed to have
Had a sad state of mind upon ceremony.
Now harshly, all the sounds and voices
Of one stumpy piece to the next
Is single fleeting.
Yet, up at appendage I will ne'er be again:
Still I perceive my child's voice
From thing to instance..!
Note: No: 1596 (1-4-2007): a furthermost new discovery in Peru (that is, mayhap smaller quantity than a twelvemonth old) is the Mummifiedability personal construction of "La Mammal form de Cao, (The Adult feminine of Cao)"; whom was really more than than a lady, but a insect. As I have same often, and will again, South American land is the arrive of discover, maybe the culmination of the important Past lands to have been unaccompanied partially unconcealed. It is the African bucolic of Southeastward US you could say. I was in Trujillo, respective iii years ago, a national clean administrative district of Peru, where they have dialect in insolence looking boats called Canotaje´s. I don't know of any assorted onshore that bares so more than procreative construction in Ancient discoversability today, new than Peru.