Sadat
He walked with the dignity of a
kingdom as old as the written word.
The goodness and figure of a father,
he died under the sighs of the pharaohs.
The sacrificing Christ of his convictions,
unflinching, faced the lions of his legions.
Copyright © Dewey Whetsell | Year Posted 2006
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