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The Revolution of Truth (Head-Lines, 2/10/11)

Reports: Mubarak May Step Down
Yesterday’s news serenades Egypt with freedom’s fleeting look,
woos Egyptians with the triumphant echo in "coup d'état",
kisses them tomorrow with the grizzled lips of deceit.

Egypt's Mubarak refuses to quit
All the leftover promises from the most recent discontent have all been drained away,
never realized, lifted from the people’s satchel with beaks woven from tyranny…

Mubarak Does Not Step Down or “Leave” as Egyptians Had Wanted
As if a gun had been fired just above their heads,
the blast fell hard upon them!
The bullet echoed of heartbreak, of unreturned promise.
The final word- “Leave!” ricocheting off the revolutionary tongue…

Handover or (Military) Coup?
Boots stamping along the streets, are they friend or foe,
enemy or ally, handover or takeover,
are they the noise made when a gun barrel’s held against the temple?
Might they be the hands of mercy and love?

Defiant Mubarak refuses to resign
This dominion of cruelty’s lunged forth in a final illusory huff of air.
Fearful and failing, escape grimaces.


© 2011 by mark prime

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