A/n: Urg! This is the third time I have tried to upload this fic! The first
two times it has smooshed it all together! Maybe this time it will look
decent...not holding my breath though...
Well, if you have not noticed by the title, this is about Pharaoh Atemu. I
wrote this before Battle City, which means I need jack-diddley-squat about
Atemu's real past, and I'm probably making a fool of myself for even
submitting this. But, I'm bored, and figured that if I've kept this poem
for this long, it's got to be a sign! Or not.
Anyways, read it and enjoy.
Memories lost in the hot desert sand,
of a once great ruler of this land.
Then many millennia's later, somewhere far from here,
He's back to fight again, showing no fear.
Oh my Pharaoh, I kneel before you,
But you don't realize whom I'm talking to.
It's you Nisut Bity [1], Son of Ra; [2]
You were the one the one, who saved us all.
We need you again to protect mankind,
But first your memory, you must find.
Oh my Pharaoh, I kneel before you,
But you don't realize whom I'm talking to.
It's you Nisut Bity, Son of Ra;
You were the one the one, who saved us all.
Well, here we go again, same old plot,
Hope for some other end.
It's not that I hope that you don't win,
But I'm going to need you in the end.
Oh my Pharaoh, I kneel before you,
But you don't realize whom I'm talking to.
It's you Nisut Bity, Son of Ra;
You were the one the one, who saved us all.
[1]- Nisut Bity translated means King of Upper and Lower Egypt. Now I
don't know if Pharaoh Atemu was King of Upper and Lower Egypt, but it had a
nice ring to it.
[2]- Pharaoh's were considered the Sons of Ra, so I guess he counts too.
All right, now it's time for you guys to be completely honest with me. If
it sucked, tell me. If it was ok, tell me. I wrote this when I was 12, so
I'm not surprised if it blew.
two times it has smooshed it all together! Maybe this time it will look
decent...not holding my breath though...
Well, if you have not noticed by the title, this is about Pharaoh Atemu. I
wrote this before Battle City, which means I need jack-diddley-squat about
Atemu's real past, and I'm probably making a fool of myself for even
submitting this. But, I'm bored, and figured that if I've kept this poem
for this long, it's got to be a sign! Or not.
Anyways, read it and enjoy.
Memories lost in the hot desert sand,
of a once great ruler of this land.
Then many millennia's later, somewhere far from here,
He's back to fight again, showing no fear.
Oh my Pharaoh, I kneel before you,
But you don't realize whom I'm talking to.
It's you Nisut Bity [1], Son of Ra; [2]
You were the one the one, who saved us all.
We need you again to protect mankind,
But first your memory, you must find.
Oh my Pharaoh, I kneel before you,
But you don't realize whom I'm talking to.
It's you Nisut Bity, Son of Ra;
You were the one the one, who saved us all.
Well, here we go again, same old plot,
Hope for some other end.
It's not that I hope that you don't win,
But I'm going to need you in the end.
Oh my Pharaoh, I kneel before you,
But you don't realize whom I'm talking to.
It's you Nisut Bity, Son of Ra;
You were the one the one, who saved us all.
[1]- Nisut Bity translated means King of Upper and Lower Egypt. Now I
don't know if Pharaoh Atemu was King of Upper and Lower Egypt, but it had a
nice ring to it.
[2]- Pharaoh's were considered the Sons of Ra, so I guess he counts too.
All right, now it's time for you guys to be completely honest with me. If
it sucked, tell me. If it was ok, tell me. I wrote this when I was 12, so
I'm not surprised if it blew.