poetry is the darling of my life. the sugar I mix in my morning tea. the blanket that covers me in the night.
                My Precious Nile.
I sing of the treasures of the Nile.
What a magnificent creature you are!
                
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                The Saints at Twilight
The dark claws of death downed upon them
Like tongs gripping a glowing coal.
                
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                The Bull Roars No More
Oh my patriotic General, 
Of indubitable seniority.
                
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