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Whose skull was this?
Painted with black,
Pagan man with Celtic designs.
Artwork of black paint done with care.
Celtic chains round the chin,
Eyes the deepest black holes,
Examining his head thinking,
Under every living human head,
Lies bones, a skull.
More chains around his forehead,
Celtic chains connecting what?
Fans of decorations highlighting cheeks,
And lines underneath hollow eyes.
Teeth broken, some full and functional.
But some teeth chipped,
Decayed from no tooth brush or paste?
What artist drew on a human skull?
Had he or she no respect for the dead?
But I think this skull we’ve found,
Designed with detail,
In the middle of the Ireland,
Tells a story of a time long ago,
No saying how gentleman skull died.
If he was sacrificed,
Or passed away from illness,
These decorations seem to tell me,
He died a man of a great respect.
I do know he was not so old,
And someone saw value in his bones,
To delicately, with care, design his skull rare.
Perhaps, frightening away the other dead.
Or with an artists eye,
Giving glory and tribute to this man’s remains.
His skull the most valued,
For there sat his brain, where he thought,
Ruled kindly and wisely, a leader,
Before death took his life.
And the painted skull through time,
Still grins on.
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