They’re talking all over the world
about maybe mummies might be burned in Egypt.
In Egypt, no one’s talking about the mummies;
they won’t even gesture toward them.
They’re talking all over the world tonight
about losing priceless antiquities to nameless looters.
In Egypt, everyone’s talking about looters
and they even know their names.
They’re talking all over the world tonight
about flames in the shadow of the Pyramids.
In Egypt they know where the Pharaohs are buried
but they know who’s on top of the pyramids too.
They’re talking all over the world tonight about plagues in Egypt.
They’re wailing and rending their garments and gnashing their teeth.
In Egypt the first born and the mothers are also afraid,
but they fill the streets anyway, their faces alive, their eyes wide open.
Dark Matter 
February 2nd, 2011 at 2:44 am
You’re prolific and inspirational, thanks.
February 2nd, 2011 at 7:06 am
I am thankful for you calling the work “inspirational.” Sometimes, the “prolific” part is a curse, though…