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In the aqueous depths of the far-flooding Nile,
sink the graven façades long by ancients revered;
as a consort of kings the amphibian vile,
soon will nuzzle the sandstone of Rameses’ beard.

Then the Island of Philae, already submerged,
in its Temple of Isis the past will contain;
o’er the hieroglyphs tall will the waters have surged,
to the High Dam of Aswan a sacrifice vain.

So the Sphinxes aligned between river and fane,
that full four-thousand years have been guarding the way
to the Temple of Amon, in situ remain;
leaving riddles of ages enigmas for aye.

Work of Rome, art of Greece, and the unexplored sites;
all that grandeur the centuries failed to destroy,
from the Valley of Lions to Simbel’s carved heights;
to all scholarship lost, for an engineer’s toy.

T. C. Hudson

© T. C. Hudson.

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