Ode to: La Dama De Cao
(The Lady of Cao))Peru))
The sun no long strikes downstairs on me
How dear I was to life, how fractious beingness was
How dishonest ones merriment can be.
Lonely at times:
Not in the soul
But in the sky of the mind!
My integral skyline ringed
With the antemeridian birds;
I had a clutter of belongings and ethnic group.
I have been a Queen, subordinate the small town of Cao
That was my friendliness you see
Yet I did not have your home long-, 25 old age is all.
Queen-chief they called me-,
My body tattooed to show such;
Bound in ceremonial wrappings...
Like a pupa (a body)
Hence,
I was recovered in specified dress.
Sorry to say, but I will:
I died from childbirth-
Buried in Trujillo-a cardinal eld ago!.
When I died..., next awake
It was similar to daybreak-I seemed to have
Had a sad reaction upon accomplishment.
Now harshly, all the sounds and voices
Of one instant to the next
Is simply transient.
Yet, up here I will ne'er be again:
Still I comprehend my child's voice
From time to instance..!
Note: No: 1596 (1-4-2007): a utmost recent finding in Peru (that is, maybe less than a time period old) is the Mummified organic structure of "La Dama de Cao, (The Lady of Cao)"; whom was genuinely more than a lady, but a insect. As I have aforementioned often, and will again, Peru is the land of discover, possibly the end of the major Ancient lands to have been merely partly discovered. It is the Egypt of South America you could say. I was in Trujillo, some three time of life ago, a union os area of Peru, wherever they have tongue in cheek looking boats titled Canotaje´s. I don't cognise of any another landscape that bares so considerably reproductive structure in Ancient discovers today, other than than Peru.
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