Do you have honor?

 

Honor

Do you have honor?
Would you climb into
a tomb to gather your king’s bones?
Would you be strong enough
to speak against criminals?
To say enough is enough,
to draw the line at what gold can buy.
Would you take the time
to honor those so long dead
that they are nearly dust?
Do you have the compassion
to re-wrap a mummy
that most would rather see burnt?
Do you believe in your religion
enough to sneak about in the dark
and hold secret meetings?
To honor tradition when tradition
is all but lost.
Do you have hope burning
inside you so strong
that you would disturb graves
for the sake of another’s afterlife?
Would you carry your dead priest
on your back so that he
might have a better resting place?
So that his dead ancestors
might not be disgraced.
Do you hold honor
in such high regard
that you would get your hands dirty?
And your feet and face too?
Would you honor those
who were not perfect
for the sake of a religion
that no one believes in anymore?

 
I wrote this in response to finding out why many of the Pharaohs in King’s Valley where all stuck together in one small tomb.