Beneath the desert, deep and still,Where golden sands conceal the grave,Lies Tutankhamun, Pharaoh’s will,A boy-king bound by stone and stave. The tomb was sealed with hieroglyphs,And traps for those who dared to pry,Whispers echo in shadowed cliffs,A warning carried on the wind’s sigh. They came with torches, brave and bold,Archaeologists, drawn by fame,Seeking riches, treasures …
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A Ballad of the Boy King
Beneath the sun of Thebes he rose,A child crowned gold and fate,With fragile hands he bore a throneThe gods themselves had shaped.His name was carved in living stone,Tutankhamun, young and bright,A flicker of dawn in a troubled age,A torch against the night. The temples whispered older truthsLong buried, bent, and scarred,For once the land had …