The End of The Age of the Pharaohs – My Tribute

Posted: August 16, 2011 in MUSINGS
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We stand in historic times. All religious scrolls will most likely have some record of the Pharaonic era of the Egyptians. Now in our time, we witness the fall of the last.

Egyptians have put their ailing former head of state in court and are prosecuting away. Since his health fails him, he is brought in his hospital bed and kept in a cage while proceedings continue. That may sound cruel but for a country bent on making a transition to democracy, this may be the gesture that states their uncompromising stand of not returning to the past anymore.

The last Pharaoh

The last Pharaoh

There have been notable Pharaohs without whom Egyptian lore will not have been as attractive. There may not have been the Sphinx and Pyramids. Talk of Ramses and the days of the Pharaonic conquest into West Asia, his father Seti who had started that expansion, talk of Tutankhamen the boy king and his father-in-law, Akhenaton who himself preached a single universal god (the sun god), banning all other religions in the dynasty, Amenhotep who was Akhenaton’s father, the list goes on. It is in this same era that beautiful maidens who have charmed literature such as Nefertiti the wife of Akhenaton, and Cleopatra also were named. Today, we witness the end of their reign.
Let me write Mubarak a poem. He deserves it.


Final on this bulwark propping
A stone hewn from a broken stone.
The cisterns of the gone men broken
And the courts of Thebes do moan,
Pity Alexandria, pity Cairo,
pity the hard dark face of the Rosetta stone.
trudging per foot,
with revolution in heart, with liberation in hand,
men set aflame by the burning of one man,
Men!! Sons of the Nile-dwellers,
the sun-worshippers, the waist wrigglers and the snake-charmers
Many manner of men!!
Men of the Ancient conquests,
and the hieroglyphics.
Men of the Sphinx, the mighty man-lions!
Men of the Pyramids, the godless tetrahedrons!
Mubarak, you away, that stone.
Tell your fathers before that we have come home.
We the sons of the land.
And we no more shall heed the oppression of their single arm
The blood of Egypt boiling,
boiling hot in our heads
has sent you tumbling down.
If we had met them all, sorry their story.
But we send you, an emissary…
A pot-load of Grecian misery.
To tell them we have come home.
Owners of our forgotten destiny.

I will not review this poem now. I hope Egypt will find it a worthy letter to be sent to the Pharaohs gone by. I send it to them.

  1. An excellent piece for one so great. And your allusions are exact. My problem is not with the poem but with the season. Do you strongly believe that this revolution would lead to democracy? I doubt. It is easy to have revolution but difficult to sustain it till the objective is achieved. Currently, Egyptians are still pressing that the military should hand over. Revolutions that overthrow a government only pave way for another to be planted in its stead.


    • Dela says:

      It is hard to say what lies ahead of Egypt now since they are still trying Mubarak. I find it difficult to believe that any true democratic government will spring out of this revolution almost immediately. And at this time, Egyptians are too riotous to allow some cool sense to prevail. If they don’t want it, they just hit the streets. I intentionally stayed away from predictiong their future, even though I referred to it in the last line as their ‘destiny’. Thanks for reading and your interest.


  2. paapa kwesi amerado says:

    I think any Egyptians ‘with revolution in heart, with liberation in hand’ will receive it well. You took the words out of their mouths and you have probably done it better. If they built all those magnificent pyramids with their hands then definitely they have no need of a dictator. They can take their destiny into their own hands.


    • Dela says:

      That’s the truth, Paapa. But how they will direct their destiny is still a mystery to us all. I bet even they themselves have little idea what to do with their new-found freedom, or better still, how to manage it. Thanks for taking the time off to read.


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