Swaying along with my dream
I have sinned against my watchers.
Aurora's glint began a trumpet
Knocking my wall emphatically;
I knew it was EL MESAHARATY
Performing his filial obligation
To alarm the whirlpool circle.
But to disturb my dreamy dream,
I'll rather expend a minute or two
To the gay niceties I perceive here,
I might not dream this dream again.
© Ken Orlene Tari