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pan arabia
Contributed by
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
on
Friday, 13th December 2002 @ 04:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Pan Arabia
Once I met a sage he was tall as an elm tree
in a leafy lane, his eyes windows on the top
flat of a twelve story building facing the sea
when the sun goes down; the last one to see
the day disappear and the first one to see it
reborn. In the Middle East dawn is getting
bolder as the pan Arabic giant stirs from its
slumber ready to shake off western bedbugs
that have sucked it dry given it false borders
and corrupt leaders. The night has been long
and the day will be fraught but Islam and
the pan Arabic dream didn’t die, now the west
has a choice to work with or fight this force,
if we chose the latter we will see the sun go
down but not its rising.
Copyright ©
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
... [
2002-12-13 16:00:00] (Date/Time posted on
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