The Legends Of The Incas Poem by Francis Duggan

The great Kings of the Incas their spirits live today
Where the condor o'er the Andes is soaring far away
And the ghost of Athahualpa is forever looking down
On that country he ruled over in his decade of renown.

The Spanish did not spare him though to them gold he did give
But when Pizarro's name is forgotten Athahualpa's will still live
And the great Gods of the Incas will outlive the Gods of Spain
And the legend that grew with them to this day with us remain.

Since the glory days of the Incas near five centuries have gone
But the legacy of Pachacuti and Topa Inca forever will live on
And though the great kings of the incas did not have a lengthy span
Theirs was a glorious era in the history of man.

One hundred years of glory till Pizarro and his army came
And in the history of human kind another blot of shame
Their kings were executed and statues of their Gods destroyed
And their last Manko and his followers to the jungle fled to hide.

O'er the mountains of the Andes where the mighty condor soar
The spirits of the Incas looking down forever more
And when the name of Pizzaro from the history book has gone
The legend of the Incas forever will live on.