His time had come.
Her time of veneration had passed.
The men had forgotten
the sacrifice made.
The greatest of the Deities
despised by mortals.
It was moving slowly,
burning sands scorched his feet,
Dust clouds impeded his vision.
At first she was his Protectress
Your faithful and cruel custodian.
The sands that today cloud your vision
they were cruel executioners
For enemies
Shouts.
Raising your children,
Tyrants and despots
Today you regret
Children who have forgotten and despised you.
This is my entry for the poetry challenge organized by Theinkwell
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