Bronze Age Poem by John Prophet
Bronze Age
Bronze Age.
They,
were once
here.
Where
we are
now.
Saw the
same moon.
Saw the
same stars.
How much
have we
changed?
How little
have we
changed?
Five thousand
years ago.
Basic
human needs.
The same.
The lady
had style.
She wanted
to be pretty.
She wanted
to be
loved.
Difficult
life.
Survival.
Arduous
existence.
Survive.
Lived to
thirty if
lucky.
Blink
of an
eye.
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