Gypsy Caravanserai Poem by ABD ELHAMID REMILI

In the scorching sun of the wild Sahara

Where the dunes shower like The Falling Niagara

And the black scorpion so eager for flesh

Roams the desert as if on African safari


The winds howling in the void wilderness

A dead silence fills the holes of emptiness

A tingling rattle is heard behind a dune

The stinging snake gives a deadly tune


From afar looms a misty mirage silhouette

Lumbering along with blaring clarinette

The music of which gives a poetic hint

That the desert is a sea of sparking glint


The flashes show and hide a caravanserai

Going through the wild in a lined array

Seeking an oasis to unload and sejourn

Before leaving the sands in the next morn


Again the convoy resumes the long voyage

A camel is known as the ship of the desert

Sailing through vast seas of golden sands

With light steps in resolute straight trends



The caravanserai passes and the sands move

The places change and the scorpion does rove

The winds still howl in empty space and loose

A ship has passed has left a wake after a cruise



The flock travels in never ending quest

For water for peace and for the best

Once there is an oasis there we shall rest

The sun of life is burning it is just a test