Feeling kinda Saturday

Dearest readers,

It is late afternoon on Saturday.  There is little for me to do tonight as I have a full day of being brow beaten and ass whipped tomorrow (no, not church).  Since I was feeling a little low and out of sorts, I decided to do a little walk down memory lane and came across one of my favorite photos I've ever taken.  Sorry, I don't have a scanner and this was taken before digital images were affordable, but I think you'll get the idea.

I guess I am just a little down tonight and missing the freedom of my youth, so I thought I would write a bad poem that ended in a heart-felt sense of optimism.  What the hell, right?

I wish there was an Egyptian moon tonight.

A tiny lighted dot like a flaw in the fabric of

the universe.  Just a small pin prick of light

with a glimpse of the beyond standing

on a rooftop with so many mewling stray

cats circling below in the street.

They are like piranhas of the asphalt swimming

in a decrepit and crumbling ocean of chilly desert night.

I hope that tomorrow brings a better day.

A day that is as sunny and bright as the

Angelic Ra sandstone of the pyramids in the

Noonday sun of Ramadan while Khalem waits

Patiently fasting for us while always looking on

With a protective father’s eyes for his western sons.

I think that if these things can happen,

Then tomorrow may be a better day.

A day of promise and of the future would

Be a welcome change from the doldrums of

Living a day-to-day existence of work, produce,

Consume like so many days before this.

I think that I am right, but I fear that I am not.

The moon has a way of not cooperating, and

I have no roof to safely stand upon at my age.

The sun doesn’t usually shine so brightly,

And the closest pyramid is in Tennessee

 made of glass and steel and on a

different river and continent than the

Ones I long to see again.

So tonight I will sit here in my kitchen

Staring at the moon in a faded photograph

With rounded edges at a pin prick in the sky

 from many years ago and wish and hope and think.

May an Egyptian moon cast a subtle light over your homes tonight dearest readers.

As always,

BKoM