Mediterranean Parting (poem)

[Ehab Lotayef]

Mediterranean Parting
 
 
Lord of the Acropolis:
Plagues sweeping your land
    Your coffers are empty
    Your people are hurting
    Your palace besieged
    Your cities are burning
 
Lord of the Acropolis:
From far and from near
pilgrims at your shrines
with offerings
for the suffering
    Their vocation clear
 
Pharaoh
of Acropolis:
    "Let my people go!"
 
 
The Red Sea had parted
setting the slaves free
 
Mediterranean parting
No miracles, no magic -
mere human resolve
The waves of disgrace
sweep despots away
 
    Save yourself from drowning:
 
“Let my people go!”
 
--
Ehab Lotayef