Men of the Nile
Men of the Nile
Since our water is now blood
Should we thirst for ourselves?
We need the feel of flood
To sweep our troubles past
Find us a way through the wave
Long tides yet less we pave
If all our voyage could be a rave
Yet more than this we crave
Neck deep in the sea
We thirst still
Colours thicker than tea
Can we see past this?
In sight we seem nigh land
Yet in fact, we are nine times far
As a child we felt the comfort of the glands
Thoughts of which comfort comes forth
Men of the Nile, here we sigh
Our gaze as though to the sky
Rum rum suspends us high
Only should we not stay belief shy.
THE INVINCIBLE PEN
Copyright © Invincible Pen | Year Posted 2013
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