My loving father Amenhotep,
My darling mother Tiy,
My first love Ankhesenamun,
Oh, when will she join me?
I was a Pharaoh at age nine,
I died at age eighteen,
I lived a very pressured life,
But now I live in peace.
My tomb was never burglarized,
That is why I'm famed,
But now it has been opened,
It will never be the same.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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