Necropolis left nothing but bones
Of decaying dead underneath
With ancient vase, porcelain and gold
Are these on the sky for them to hold?
Careful hands carved the tombs
Sculpting art to please the soul
If one may stray around his mound
His importance can be easily found
For king of kings has it best
Whilst servant and slave obtained less
Yet gone are the titles, crown and treasures
As both undergone same judgement rules.
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