By the flickering light of an ancient lamp,
By the twinkling waters of an ancient river,
The dancer entertains the heathen enemies.
This fascinating history forever etched in stone,
Is a monumental discovery...

Besmirchin' thy eyes of hosts
Crushin' hearts like mined stones
By the scintillatin' specks of light
Hearts boil with fury
Fury of betrayal

By the melancholic night
Black blood barbarically blasphemed
By the very smiling hating besties
The heathen enemies.
© Stephen Juma