One who wore the beard of the pharaoh
Was not male as all others were
Hatshepset wore the crown
But she was a woman
The land of Egypt was her own
She was the highest ruler of the land
Yet she was unlike her ancestors
Who sat upon the throne
She was greatness
Meant to be remembered
But was different
So some tried to obliterate
Her memory
She was laid in a common chamber
Set aside from grace
But we found her
And remember her name
