Purple Rose of Cairo

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Monday, May 14, 2007

That Bleak Unfamiliar Cairo

I search for words to describe and tell
Of that bleak unfamiliar picture of Cairo
That only I am seeing
But the words will not come to my rescue.
Even as I reach out and speak to others
Thinking that maybe through sharingI’ll get a prompt or some cue,
that will help me write
The words continue to evade me.
So I try harder and wait for days
Hoping that maybe those lines will come together
And the image will be clearer
And the sketch will burst into a full color portrayal
Of that gloomy thing that I am thinking
And that the visual will be a narration
That gives a voice and music to the drama
That I am experiencing
And the bits and pieces will fall together
And in unison speak out for the characters in a story
That is in Cairo unfolding.
But all the time as I am waitingI am outrun by ghosts and demons that come racing
And I can’t see through the dust that they are in the name of religion throwing in my face
And I can’t hear anythingbut their fanatic screaming
And I can’t make my voice heard over their ghoulish howling.
I am out of words and out of breath
And I have nothing better to do than
Waiting …



  • At 7:44 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Told you many times ... stick to poetry

  • At 2:12 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    ana mamty gamda wala eh???
    this is really nice mamy!!

  • At 2:46 PM, Anonymous بقدونس said…

    يعني لو المطر هيخلي الورد يفتح ليه نلوم سقوط المطر..


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