Egypt Galore Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Egypt Galore
I was in Alexandra once
It was unpleasant
People stopped me asked
For cigarettes.
They were standing to close
Crowding me.
Asked if I was a Christian
Sniggered.
I found a bar that sold beer
But from every window
They, the rabble
Was watching me
Making unkind comments.
When the crowd thinned out
I left
Some of them asking me about
Swedish women they lusted for
Sex with willing women with short skirts.
I was followed by their foul breath
Until I reached the gate
Of the docks.
I was frisked by the guards
they stole my money and
cigarettes.