Dreams we awake with

Egypt
The one that owns the oldest fabric of the world,
your invention is what we call dates.
Your nipples are those pyramid tips
even while you house flies like you’re shit.
The land of Cairo; the white-black man.
Hieroglyphs that has tales of the world started
is embedded in the crown of Pharoah’s before Ramses.
The civilization of the modern world
its system; a real phrase of government.
I hear you house gods,
for pain, for flare, god of the sun, gods of different kinds.
I want to embrace your women
the ones that make me a slave to their tits.
Sudan

Ruddapoet