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,
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'