Updated: Nov 14, 2021
A tyrant of a cruel, hot land
Would hold his audience,
and to each supplicant command
he bow before a den of snakes,
and leaving – unfulfilled – he bow again.
The obvious intent was threat;
Yet in this act he sowed a revolution's seed,
when he cowered in his lowest halls,
in fear behind deserted walls,
those that seized him marched him to the pit
and threw him in.
And this episode
made the revolution grand –
until the bread grew scarce again,
and the liberators grew like him.
And Bedouins would say, when they decamped,
“The world is repetition, words, and sand"