Arabs gave the world Algebra
And the science of Alchemy
When Europe was in its dark ages
And Aristotle was blasphemy.
I am saddened, in fact dismayed
For the attention that I have paid
To fellow poets who fail to perceive
That they should enlighten and not deceive.
I no longer know me
I don't want to be
I look in the mirror
and a stranger looks back at me
Did you ever
Run your fingers through a burning flame
To make sure that it would burn you
Run straight into a closed door
A blank wall the ugly color of dust
Two drain pipes covered in pigeon droppings and rust
I roll down the shutters to keep Friday morning out
The humid air, the children who swear and the parents that shout.
Parrot screeches for attention;
The house is silent.
She is now my best friend.
Always close to me
She's as reliable
as no one else can ever be.
I dream of a heaven overlooking the river Nile
The Pyramids at a distance
Fishermen in rickety feluccas
A blazing September sunset