First, I can only think <br />Of the work, the strain, the backs, the bricks; <br />But the Egyptians had good medicine, <br />And it kept the workers going. <br /> <br />Khufu's memory was completely <br />Looted. Strabo himself called <br />Attention to it, <br />Prior to the Arab caliph's arrival. <br /> <br />Where is that gold now? <br />On your finger, <br />In your teeth? <br />And is gold always defiled, like it seems? <br />The curse of the mummies <br />Follows us as shadows, <br />For nations are also built with gold; <br />And the dust of gold with nations.<br /><br />Stan Petrovich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/great-pyramid-at-giza/
