[left] "If you cross the five hills going east from the graves
to the land maLindzimu ignored;
follow me to the south where the bones of slaves You use "bones" twice closely.
fed the flames when the smelt furnace roared.
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[left] Where the great bellows huffed amid smoke sweat and blast
till the eye of the forge shimmered green, LOVE this imagery!!
where the spear heads birthed and the bronze shackles cast
for the guard of the Red Hornet Queen.

Sweep your eyes to the ridge as you search for a slit;
for a cleft in that grey granite wall;
through a thorn chaparral where the rock has split,
cross a bridge with its stern sentry tall.

Do you see where these boulders were rolled to the side;
hide a path to the nest of the Queen?
Now we edge past the ledge where the wasp-men would hide; I'd leave out the "we" here.
it is clear their defense was supreme."
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[left] "Over here are the pits where the slaves were restrained,
it was done so that none may oppose
that Cannibal Queen who was thus entertained,
and imbibed of the blood of her foes.

From the caravans rich there was loot for the bold
on the road to King Solomon's mine,
they would raid for the ivory, slaves and the gold
for their Queen and the Red Hornet Shrine.

As a pack on the scent chased troops of the King
while the Wasps would look down from on high.
The assault would begin and the war-cries ring
'till the death-stones rained from the sky.

Each attack was repulsed and Solomon's men
would retire to the mines for a rest.
The lieutenant chastised and threatened again
should he fail to annihilate the nest.

Well the Hornets grew rich, with their arrogant Queen
every year in their fortress of stone,
and the crew of the mines and the tribes grew lean
for the wrath of their King to atone"
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[left] iSangoma of old, with a mystical smile
stroked softly the gray granite wall,
the Ancestral spirits to coax and beguile
then he rose with his staff proud and tall.
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[left] "I can see, that at last 'twas a weakness revealed
in a cipher received by the Chief.
Betrayal for the price of a curse was concealed
by a plan that was bold and brief.

Like a beast of the night, came Solomon's curse,
past the guards as a humming of bees. LOVE this line, especially on the heels of the title.
Sheer face of the rock but an easy traverse,
as it entered the sanctum with ease. You have "easy" and then "ease". Perhaps a synomym for one of them?

No-one said what befell, not a soul would re-tell
what became of the Red Hornet clan,
It was rumored by some they eventually fell
the result of this treasonous plan.

They were all disemboweled, every man, woman, child
and their cruel Queen impaled on a spear,
just a Forge-Master's boy escaped to the wild
where he lived out a lifetime in fear.

If you scratch at your feet among shards in the dust I'd leave out the "at".
you may find a small clue or a sign
but the Ghosts of this tomb keep a secret in trust;
it's the gold in a Grey Granite Shrine" Love this line.
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