The path to the unknown!

I travel an unknown path, carrying a bag containing worries
Along with fears and expectations, I move with uncertainity

I look hopefully with each sunrise towards the horizon
Hoping that the next step I could let go of my bag

The bag makes each step I tread very heavy
And yet the armor of faith and prayer keeps me moving

I look to the sun and wind for directions during the day
And in the night I am guided by the starry sky

And yet there are times when this bag becomes really heavy
And I drop it for a moment and sit in the shade of the banyan tree

The next moment I am in the sand dunes of Giza
Gazing at the Pyramids of Khafre and the Spinx

I see the priests embalming a body to mummify
The ancient ritual being taught by Osiris

I see the secret tome of knowledge from the fabled Atlantis
Hidden in a chamber beneath the ancient spinx

I try to find my way to unearth this secret knowledge
It feels as though my dream is about to come true

When I wake up to  the golden rays of the sun
Under the very same tree with my bag next to me

I streach and yawn and look at the unkown path before me
Wearing my armor of faith I again tread the path with the bag


With a secret longing that maybe sometime in the future
All my dreams will come true and I will be redeemed

Maybe in a few steps or a thousand steps more
I could finally let go of my bag and just be

The Siege

From the high walls of the fort
I look down upon the plains

In the morning sun gleam
Swords Shields and armour

Of a hundred thousand men
Who have laid siege to my city

They raise their scimitars and cry
Their terrible battle cry

I can see below the swift horse archers
And the fleet footed Mameluke

Hundreds of cannons ready to Bombard
Fire and stone ready to strike at the drop of a hat!

Inspired their men cry in unison
Standing ready making a terrible din

In midst of all this cacophony
I stand trying to keep calm

For at stake is our honor
I must show them my valor

I arm myself ready to strike
keeping the long bows at the towers

The trebuchets are ready
to strike them with fire and stone

The militia and the knights lie in wait
To strike at their army when it is in disarray

I  know we fight against overwhelming odds
But fight we must for that's why we are born!

I raise my sword in the air in the name of god
And cry his name to strike fear in their hearts

For the safety of my city, I shall decimate their armies
After my assault they will never again come to war!