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Beirut

Where’s Beirut of yesterday? The City that was keeping big with fate. The precursor of religious pride in the east , Where the origins of thought Opened the purdah of mind To teach the world The true meaning of brotherhood and love, Where is the Beirut of yesterday? Where’s Beirut. O where are the universities […]

The Willow

By the stream a willow stem up top down, Tender the twigs leaning toward the water: The leaves brushing the rippling waves and speak, The sound’s too sharp to hear and understand. A shrouded mystery of up and down, We rise from sleep by habit looking up; Yet our livelihood from within the ground, The […]

The Chisel Beat

A rhythm I heard once chiselling a stone, The chisel beats were of sound cadent notes, A remote lyric of a human lay Hitherto unheard in the quarried rock. I listened and the lay past history Was the true echo of the stone today The stone I chiselled for the wall to stand But one […]

Sally

Was standing thumb to mouth a horn blowing But what I heard was not what I have blown ‘Twas the white stallions breeding colts ashore Falling back mixed breeds whining in the roar. Glorious the day, wonderful the view Of the hoof heaping ledges racing foam Ravaging wind, blowing dust, spreading fast Driving herds, horses […]

Looking

Clouds up high On earth mud and gloom thunder and lightning and I sit on the cliff of Time Waiting, a cliffhanger Looking. What may be there, away On the road, the years stumps burning in the forest of life the smoke, roots up curling, looming reptiles growing bigger and bigger a frightful image muffling […]

Bluff No More

People of earth, be sane; bluff no more, You are simply a fading wink of Time, Others like you have come and came before, A breath jumbled with water, earth and lime. The big Three, Lloyd, Clemenceau and Wilson Being so big, where are they mothered now Where’s Napoleon, Blucher and Wellington, Where are those […]

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A bush of hopes but a bouquet of flowers A beautiful image pleasing our eyes And we climb the ladder to the highest towers Yet the image falls on the ground and dies. That’s how our aspirations go on the rocks Ricocheting the frightful echo of our fear And vigilant time watching our effort mocks […]