Showing posts with label Golden Horde. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Golden Horde. Show all posts

Sunday, March 25, 2012

79. Marco Polo

Europe worried about the Golden Horde.
To her the enemy was at the gates
Waiting to come in.
Eyeing his prey
As they moved and carried on with business.
They needed emissaries.
The Polo family
Famous for their merchant voyages
Took young Marco eastward.
China told them they were interested.
“Go back to your land,”
The emperor said,
“Bring your religion, science and arts to me.”
“I must see them.”
They went back
Hoping to see the emperor again.
With the pope’s blessing
A trek of three and a half years
Brought Marco to Xanadu
Where the Great Khan sat.
The Polos fashioned new weapons
As Marco became the ambassador.
He learned many things in Asia
As he traveled to distant lands.
He helped escort a princess.
He told of his adventures
On his way back home.
They were told under lock and key
As prisoner of war
Then written down
As a free man
Telling of his famous journey.
Countries got rich with what he learned
Inspiring future explorers to seek out new lands.
He brought back a wonderful drug
As his stories inspired generations
The Silk Road was opened.
Then Kublai Khan fell to the dust of time
The Mongol empire fell with him
Disappearing under its sandy dunes.

Saturday, March 24, 2012

78. The Mongol Empire

Out of the steppes of Central Asia
Came violent nomads
When drought turned grass to dust.
Their animals starved in famine
Their way of life was threatened.
Thunderous hooves of horses
Flowed in all directions
Like a dust storm
They ripped through cities
Setting fire with abrasive sand
Trampling on poor helpless victims.
They crossed the wall in China,
Scaled the mountains in Tibet,
Cornered the people of Korea,
Fought the blistering heat and sands of Iran
Braved the winters of Russia.
All countries fell to the great Khans.
Then rose the great Golden Horde.
Planted in the center of Asia.
Their navies tried for Japan
But the divine winds weren’t with them.
For two days the typhoon blew
Decimating the Khan’s mighty fragile fleet.
The Mongols threatened Europe
Like hungry wolves at Europe’s doorstep
Waiting for their victim to come out
They threatened the people
Only nipping and biting at her heals.
They could go no further.
The death of a king
Quieted the thunderous wave
Of men and horses.