Osiris Fraternal Order

OK. Since the remit of the Temple of Ptah seems to be "culture", I would like to put together something a bit more highbrow .... a cultural journal.

I am looking for contributions of poetry .. songs ... creative writing around a theme.

The opening theme is "THE NILE" or, more generally, "THE RIVER."

I will include a few Egyptian texts, perhaps, but I would like most of the content to be original.

Something for the more creative of you out there.

Post submissions here.

I don't have much practice writing poems but I'll try writing a haiku about the topic.



The River

The river gives life
Food and water it provides
The desert consumes

I'll record some videos of pieces I'm working on and post them soonish.

I will come up with a song, whether you want me to or not.

O.K, here it is: The Osiris patriotic song. (Some of the details are inaccurate)

Osiris Patriotic song
((CHORUS: From Memphis through to Karnak, good people gather near,
And listen to a message, a song that you can hear!
We’re sending out a message, we’ll raise the hue and cry!
Be mindful of the bonny blue flag that bears the holy eye!))

On nineteenth of October, our fair country was born,
twas like a bouncin’ baby, that bright October morn!
‘Twas built to solve a problem, a situation hairy,
Solution to the problem was Osiris by Max Barry!
(CHORUS)

‘Twas then clear that the country, it had a fearsome flaw!
For where then would Osiris be, without a code of law?
The settled on a bookin’, though it was oft misread,
The title of the bookin’ was the bookin’ of the dead
(CHORUS)

If you must know, this next chapter, I shudder to relate.
The forums of Osiris became quite full of hate.
‘Twas then that Pharaoh Zaolat, his patience wearing thin,
Nigh on destroyed the forums, to everyone’s chagrin.
(CHORUS)

After, there came George Holland, and he was not a quack.
He was missing his sanity, he called himself Mad Jack.
‘Tis true that Pharaoh Holland, helped make the region whole.
He’s gone now from Osiris, Osiris rest his soul.
(CHORUS)

And then there were more Pharaoh’s, some people small and big,
Among them a detective who is rather fond of figs.
The good land of Osiris, she strived to stay ahead,
But many tragic flaws were there in the bookin’ of the dead.
(CHORUS)

Then some people called Empire, we shudder to recall,
Took over our fair country, and so oppressed us all.
Some good folks they discredited, and some they disemboweled,
The good land of Osiris was fast becoming fouled.
(CHORUS)

And then a man called Venico, from the distant land of Malice,
Took issue with these goings on in the Osiris royal palace.
He then contacted Cormac, and told him what they’d do:
The wishes of the many, would overthrow the few!
(CHORUS)

And then, of course, there was a fight, ‘twas really quite intense
The evil foes from Empire could not mount a defense.
And when at last ‘twas over, in victory not narrow,
The traveler called Venico became the warrior pharaoh!
(CHORUS)

But Venico was noble; he had no wish to troll.
The triumph of democracy had always been his goal.
He set up an election; and with his work complete,
Returned back home to Malice, a raiding land elite
(CHORUS)

Then our Pharaoh Ravenclaw, he did not run or hide.
He stood for the election, and won in a landslide.
And he leads us with confidence, he leads us ably,
And he has said thought we’re not frat we’re a fraternity!
(CHORUS)

And now there is a good Deshret, a parliament, you know,
A body to decide the law by voting yes and no.
Our very own Treize Dreizehn is Keeper there, you see.
He looks like Charlie Chaplin did in nineteen-twenty-three.
(CHORUS)

And now our free and good land is finally at rest,
Of governments that we could have, the OFO is best.
Tell Congress and the President, and tell the gods on high,
Be mindful of the bonny blue flag that bears the holy eye!
(CHORUS x 2)

Thank you one and all. Once we have enough material we will work it into a bulletin.

Is this project still going on?

Possibly. Here is an edit to the last few verses of the song so as to include Sev:

Then our Pharaoh Ravenclaw, he did not run or hide.
He stood for the election, and won in a landslide.
And he led us with confidence, he led us ably,
And he has said thought we’re not frat we’re a fraternity!
(CHORUS)

After, one good Severisen, did win against the odds,
Some thought it was a takeover, arranged by Viking gods!
But just so as it turns out, they couldn't be more wrong,
So now our newest Pharaoh, is added to this song!

And now there is a good Deshret, a parliament, you know,
A body to decide the law by voting yes and no.
Our very own Treize Dreizehn is Keeper there, you see.
He looks like Charlie Chaplin did in nineteen-twenty-three.
(CHORUS)

And now our free and good land is finally at rest,
Of governments that we could have, the OFO is best.
Tell Congress and the President, and tell the gods on high,
Be mindful of the bonny blue flag that bears the holy eye!
(CHORUS x 2)

When I have time, I will edit this to include Cormac, Josh, and our new Keeper Vac.