Through Egyptian eyes

Soft, warm, balmy afternoon
Farmland scented air

A swing in a berry-ripe shaded spot~ a wholesome picnic meal 

Egypt

Purified evening Mediterranean breeze

Cooling down hot, sun-gripped days

Horizons reaching out to infinite dreams

with a sunset to take your breath away 

Egypt 

 


Dry scented Nile breath

Among shaded avenues green

Absorbing pulse of hectic scene~
Bustling encounters
endowed with ease~
Convivial scene

Egypt

Divided, conquered, held hostage to rule

The game of power always unfolds.

When rebels are seen in the light of day

as grasping at horizons out of reach,

their pure and euphoric aims

made to look like undeserved treats: Then little freedom to aspire

for the cost is high

and rising ever higher

Elected presidentially to reign

whoever's turn it may be;
indiscriminate of origin, 

familiar rules apply:

Tow the line ~ survive..

The rich may get richer

and the poor

might die

Egypt

Taught a lesson:

OBEY

Hear it whispered, hear it yelled

See it printed, see it spelled

You have tried, you have failed 

Every time a little less

thoughtful of pain, 
a little more

mindful of gain.

 And for those of you who believe all is staged

At your own peril pursue the trail

Believe what you will

‘Tis to no avail.
 Deep sleep, entranced.. spirited away...

Hope lies in this, 

if only we could see: 
Value this sentiment:

'Reach out, embrace~

Seek unity.'

 Cheering ~ lamenting,

struggling and tethered

faced with the oldest rule in the book:

A nation severed.

Conquered, divided and ever chided. 

Our strength is in the country's breeze

In the wafting salt air

And the shady trees

In the Nile's soft breath 
And fruit of the seas

  With lightness of spirit

we might yet stumble
across a random old tune 
buried deep in the grains of sand
and layers of stone~
And close by, unearthed, may lie self-written lyrics
remembering, cherishing

'Egyptian soul'