How much sweat splashed on the sand to
harden the land
While slabs of stone moved by hordes of
hands, deified man
by command
Shaping a structure, acclaiming the sun
An upward pointing pyramid
A light ray, Beating down on them.
Lost Techniques, profound mystique
still tower over peoples' minds
leaving them speculating, missing
systems of design, and they must
examine physics, hieroglyphics and the
ancient sands of time
How much sweat splashed on the sand to
harden the land
while slabs of stone moved by hordes of
hands, deified man,
By command of a god who saw potential
in the sand
who created history, and watched, while
being fanned.
A slanted structure acclaiming the sun
an upward pointing pyramid
A light ray beating down on them.
Lost Techniques, profound mystique
still tower over peoples' minds
leaving them speculating, searching the
ancient sands of time.
Wonder welcomes eyes to wander,
climbing each brick stupefied
adjusting spectacles to view the
spectacle
gathered to guess at its birth,
skeptical
Embracing a portrayal of
human history, capability
climbing stone steps, reaching the peak
of posterity
below lying a tomb
of a mummified man, who saw something
in the sand
a light ray of the sun
forever encasing him.
And deep within the ancient sands of
time
is an answer to a puzzle with all its
pieces
for riddles can always be solved with
reason.
Still, wonder adds an extra weight
and exposing an illusionist will always
ruin him.
And retaining its mystery until the
end, it will never be in ruin.
Article: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Pyramid_of_Giza
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