Muhammad Moneib Poems

Taking the same old routes,
Tracking the same old traces,
Wearing the same old boots,
Facing the same old faces,
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Up he the spiral stairs did climb,
With extravagant air of grace,
Not knowing that the face of time,
Steadily crept upon his face;
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O flowing days of my life,
Broken chain of marbles, blue,
Greatest agony is the strife,
Not knowing what to make of you;
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We felt fear to the uttermost:
A man feared more than any ghost,
Whose army of loyalists and allies
Worshiped him and believed his lies;
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I'm just a chess piece,
on a chess board,
carrying a gun,
carrying a sword.
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