The Egg, the Sea and the Moon

Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen

The past had dropped
So the present protested
And the future went out in a mass demonstration.

The egg had dropped
So the bird sitting on the tree
Wept for his broken egg.
Whereas the worms on the ground
For this legendary feast.

The sea had dropped
So the ships overturned
And the witches came to the beach
Dancing until dawn.
They were totally naked and joyful
Carrying the torches, the skulls and the drums.

The moon had dropped
So the sun disappeared.
All the lovers cried
With the tears of sorrow and regret
Throughout that unfortunate day.

The dictator has dropped
So his golden chair cried,
His fierce dogs cried
And the gates of his great prison cried.


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