Essy The Poet

                                                            Picture taken from Arab News  The city walk walked into us At the peripheral windows of our pandora The bush is pushed beyond the lush We push the periphery a little more   It is a new dawn, beckoning us, and do we resist? No…   The city walk walks into us To meetings, we converge but we don’t go, We cover our beautiful faces, and sit behind the desks Changing the world from here It is a new dawn, beckoning us, and do we resist? No…   The city walk walks into us So, we are not naïve, or dare not enthuse The peripheries are lately planetary, albeit the bounce rate. We get to make rounds in the cyber space It is a new dawn, beckoning us, and do we resist? No…   The city walk walks into us A click...