The Lost Kingdom

The shifting sands
Of the desert plain
A timeless past
It covers a shame

Of a land that was ruled
By avarice and greed
Enslaving others
To fill its needs

A mighty kingdom
A world to rule
Never in kindness
They were harsh and cruel

Then the land turned
In vengeance and wrath
Destroying them all
In a fiery bath

Now all that’s left
Are the shifting sands
Covering a shame
As time demands