Call of the Homeland
My veins bleed blood from the holy Nile
As the sun beats down on my weathered smile
Of shattered dreams, torn with heart wrenching screams
From the Call of the Homeland I grasp my life and stitch up the seams.
Swish of the palm trees in the strong, cool breeze
As I continue my journey to the land of the deceased.
An oasis in the wasteland, water so pure and blue
Not just an illusion of confusion, is it too good to be true?
Each footstep I stagger, under the punishing heat
Drawn to the dance of Anubis, his irresistible beat.
And over the deserts and foothills I roam,
Confined to Egypt, my heart, my home.
The dunes hold no boundaries over me
I am light as a feather, I soar high, and free.
And all through the shadows and foothills I roam,
Confined to Egypt, my heart, my home.
I tried to give this poem a lilting feel, but I think line 4 is a bit too long. Opinions please?