Egypt’s days of shame


The colour of blood

Is all red …

Spilled screaming

on our dawn

….

The flesh of burnt pride

Is all the same

Like the smell of hate

We both exhale

….

The chasm of void

Between us deeper

Than my stupidity

and your cruelty

….

your fingers hold mine

On the same knife

that stabbed us

into the same fate

….

Just as we were tortured

In the same jail that wore our graffiti

not so long, remember

if you dare

….

If we survived today

we will lie flat black eyed

Stretched on the cold asphalt

Facing the same blue sky

….

And if we die

We will hug each other

Stacked in the same grave

Peacefully gone ,

….

If love fails to unite us

today, Like every other day

In the history of shame

We are wastefully done

Just the same ..

….

TarekOfCairo

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Posted on December 7, 2012, in Egypt, Poems, Politics and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. So sad what is happening…turning back on progress…hope your loved ones stay safe…xoxmeryl

  2. Tarek, I believe powerful wanting and intent, as that reflected in your words (and photo) …energetically, can sometimes spur change, and shift the vibrational climate in an environment like the one Egypt is facing at current. I truly hope many read this post… and my prayer; resolution and peace. Your poem brought tears… unity is so much better….
    and yes, aren’t we really “all the same” ? Blessings to you and yours ~ RL

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