I woke up out my sleep to a stench in the air
I cried, i choked, but couldnt figure out whereWhere the smell was coming from..in my house? On the streets?Thats when i opened up the door and saw flames in the treesto my surprise these...were the same trees from my dreamsOnly difference is i could not see the strange fruit taking place of its leavesAs i did in my dream...a fruit so rottenI could smell fire,mixed with blood, mixed with tears, mixed with cottonThe same smell from my ancestors whos long been forgotten Im seeing faces in the smoke of neferneferauten and akenautenOnly a memory,just a memory of a time we reigned royalI close my ears to loud sobs coming from underneath the soilWhere bodies lay...millions...and that too was on fire..Its getting hard to breathe, and im starting to get tiredAs i continue to walk the block, i get a glimpse of iraq...that ignited like a bombI broke out into a violent coughI fainted..got up and found it difficult to walkI couldnt see a thing, began to panic, i was lostEverything and every1 was on fire except IMaybe few were safe and sound but those few i could not findI should not have left the house, i should not have came outsideI shouldve stayed inside my bed, i should not have opened my eyesNow i have to face the world..face the fire, face the hatredTheres a nation under fire, and there is no way i can save them