Vampire Set Addresses Cleopatra’s Needle: A Poem

April 14, 2019 at 10:45 pm (Folklore, Geopolitics and International Relations, Gothic romance, History, International Intrigue, love, Mythology, Poetry, Romance, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , )

The billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set was walking the Victoria Embankment of the River Thames when he came across Cleopatra’s Needle.

The vampire put his hands on the ancient obelisk which was originally erected in the Egyptian city of Heliopolis on the orders of Pharaoh Thutmose III around 1450 BC.

He addressed the obelisk as he touched it:

You are a relic from the land of my birth
When I first emerged from the sands of the earth
And yet you have no memory of me at all
a silent blind sentinal to all I’ve done great and small
I slew my brother Osiris out of jealousy
because I wanted our sister Isis for me
And threw parts of him up and down the Nile
Which Isis went and retrieved mile by mile
She’d not have done the same for me
That’s when I realized I counted for nothing at all.

So my name is mud in the annals of history
How she restored him to life remains a mystery
And my nephew Horus emerged too
Ensuring my dark reign was through

But this was not always the case
Grandfather Ra thought me the fairest of the race
When I slew the serpent Apophis on the barge of the sun
Then heroism and light was the course I did run

But that is forgotten now
Wiped away like the sweat off my brow
My day in the sun is no more
Dark shadowy ground forever my floor
A creature of the night forevermore

And yet once last century
I was briefly happy
When I met Serena a daughter of time
And love rose like meter to rhyme
I should have known
lasting happiness was not mine

She was killed by an agent of terror
Stalin who ruled his land by trial and error
Trial for those ruled, and error it could not be
In that dark mind of cruel majesty

So Serena is gone
Stalin is gone
And I live on and on

From the night I came
To the night I return
And any sands I walk
Are sands the sun does not burn.

-A poem recited by Set to Cleopatra’s Needle

-A poem written by Christopher
Sunday April 14th

Serena the mortal human fiancee of Set who was slain by Stalinist agents in London in the autumn of 1924


  1. Jessica said,

    That a lot of words for a needle 😁
    But whoever he is. I can feel his pain. Despites his efforts he’s still left behind. But beautiful poem.

  2. Hyperion said,

    I can see why Set would be a bit melancholy. Serena was a lovely lady. Immortality can punish a vampire in ways we can’t imagine. Now, there are limits to biting people, which make it hard to slack the vampiric thirst. Great poem my friend, it gives Set a more personable almost human touch.

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      Thanks very much, Daniel. ☺

      That means I achieved what I had set out to do- make Set into a more human figure in this post.

      • Hyperion said,

        I have always liked Set. Only a genius could put together such an ecclectic team of business associates and enjoy the success they have won. Still, it is good to see the softer side of Set from time to time.

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        That’s very true, my friend.

        Only a genius could have assembled the team of eclectic eccentrics that are Renfield, Amadeus, Michelangelo , Dr. Cadbury Rocher and company.

      • Hyperion said,

        Eclectic eccentric is my favorite personality type. I’m sure after my age related dementia really gets going good and solid, I’ll tell all the nurses in the nursing home these stories I read long ago and I’m sure they will want to keep me safe in a locked room with the feeding bowl in the corner. 🤪

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        ROTFLMFAO ! 😂

      • Hyperion said,


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