LEAVING CAIRO

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JOURNAL#30

such grief in great gales

the tourist feeler likely feels

such habits of home

no longer revealed

just dust and decay

oh and much gold by the way

but what life really

does that speak of

the dessert of their every day

do we really have the tools to relay

how their lives were lived

who they loved and what they did

so much time with so little water

imagine the foul oder of bodies

rarely washed

the fetid waters they drank from

the sand in their every bite of food

they had to take in

warn down teeth

along side the diseases of all the dying

young

it couldn't have been so grand

not like  our history books state

so beautifully..........

(written Sept. 4, 2005 455pm)








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