Beads Of Mully Poem by Moez Ben Meftah

Beads of Mully

I hate isogists
Yet I see in their faces light
I once called them rats worms of soot
But deep I feel they have bright light
A wierd fragrant smell coming from their rot
Why do they insist
How could they resist?

On tv I could see snow in Sundahar
And in Cechen there is frost and mist
How could they resist
Tell me how far they persist
They look like people of the earth in manly beards
So close to earth so dear like seeds
You could not see food there
' cause everything breeds and feeds
When Bash Tony smiles
I feel he got what he needs

I yearn to that smile of lofty prestige
I smile and look at the mirror
I feel the siege
I would like to smile with Mully white beads
The smile isn't just showing white teeth
It is a celestial look that says much and reads

Moez Ben Meftah
November 2009