I Am An African

    Where the World Once Began (egypt)

    2001

    I. Flight of Time

    Soaring like a god on wings Isis-blessed
    In search of beginnings - a mystical quest
    O'er newly wed mountains and islands estranged
    'Cross deserts of water - my Horus-eye ranged

    In a flash I catch sight of her delta arms wide
    She bids me fair welcome, this patchwork-clad bride
    With gold sand-swept hair and brown sun-baked tan
    I am meeting my maker - where the world once began

    Cacophony of Cairo

    The City Victorious bustles and teems
    With the chaos of life near bursting its seams
    Hooter-blasts mingle with chant-calls to pray -
    A whirling sound dervish that's danced every day

    The dead and the living find shelter in tombs
    The skyline is punctured with crosses and moons
    While the tranquil Nile whispers of history unfurled -
    The lotus-bud blooming of the civilized world

    III. Era of Gold

    The speaking stones echo down canyons of time
    The vulture and cobra are shown intertwined
    Two crowns worn together - the red and the white
    As the kingdoms of upper and lower unite

    The floodplains turn fertile and peace fills the sky
    From the golden creator, the gods multiply
    The sun is discovered in Earth's cavern womb
    The word crystallizes in temple and tomb

    IV. Pyramids of Knowledge

    Blocks hewn from stone form steps up to heaven
    In praise of the sun - the spirit to leaven
    The chambers within are sanctums of peace
    Where the body can sleep and the soul find release

    Resting content 'neath the great shadows three
    The lion of wisdom holds life's precious key
    Reflecting the dawn on his time honoured face
    Weathered with patience - great guardian of grace

    V. Monuments of Glory

    Amidst all the rubble and ruins of old
    Legends still linger and stories are told
    Of glory and power, of order and law
    Of beautiful cities and triumphs of war

    The towering pylons conceal a great hall
    Where a petrified forest of papyrus stands tall
    Obelisks and statues rise regal with pride
    Protecting the family of gods safe inside

    VI. Valley of Kings

    The dusty white mountains and valleys converse
    In whispers of secrets hid under the earth
    Of tunnels and treasures and sarcophagi
    Of caves where the queens and the kings came to die

    The tombs tell their stories in rainbow relief
    Of ochre and kohl, green, blue and gold leaf
    The walls speak of journeys from this world to nether
    Of judgement that weighs each heart 'gainst a feather

    VII. River of Life

    Tufted green palm trees cling to the shores
    Barely escaping the desert's hot claws
    Farmers and fishermen battle the haze
    'Neath the envious eyes of the limestone cliffs' gaze

    On the blissful blue water drift swans graced in white -
    The sails of felukas shine billowing bright
    The Nile's ebb and flow are now slaves to the sluice
    As the people and river search hard for a truce

    VIII. Legacy of Ramses II

    For three generations he ruled from the throne
    Constructing and carving his likeness in stone
    From statues colossi, his praise song still rings -
    The original Gulliver, a giant among kings

    Still awesome the sight, though millennia have passed:
    The mountain of worship whose face is unmasked
    Where horses and chariots do battle for kings
    Beneath the protection of the gods' outstretched wings

    IX. Vision of Rebirth

    Centuries trickle, as the future is frayed
    Kingdoms erode and dynasties fade
    The sacred ankh's buried beneath aeons of sand
    Its destiny resting in time's patient hands

    But the soul winds are changing, a gold sun's on the rise
    The snake is uncoiling, the bird again flies
    From death, life takes breath, we feel the birth pang
    And emerge recreated - from where the world once began

    — Wayne Visser