Through an observation of Said's flawed morality and objectively skewed sense of justice, Mahfouz isolates the irrationality of emotion so as to indicate humanity's inherently irrational behavior.
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
Monday, February 1, 2016
I hate sonnets, they're mean to syllables
From the prison of Egypt walked Mahran,
Death Incarnate, legend, man convicted.
Strong his hatred of a man and woman,
Nabawiyya. Ilish. Soon evicted.
Dear Sana, o sana, blessed daughter,
Love me anew, once rid of snake Rauf.
Melodies 'pon the wind, children's laughter,
Life on the hoof, beware their bark and woof.
The dogs, the hounds, run away little thief,
Murder, theft, crimes against humanity,
Of pitiful few, your passing shall grief,
The end is nigh, halt to insanity.
Revolutionary, were you ever?
Or opportunist, thought himself clever?
Death Incarnate, legend, man convicted.
Strong his hatred of a man and woman,
Nabawiyya. Ilish. Soon evicted.
Dear Sana, o sana, blessed daughter,
Love me anew, once rid of snake Rauf.
Melodies 'pon the wind, children's laughter,
Life on the hoof, beware their bark and woof.
The dogs, the hounds, run away little thief,
Murder, theft, crimes against humanity,
Of pitiful few, your passing shall grief,
The end is nigh, halt to insanity.
Revolutionary, were you ever?
Or opportunist, thought himself clever?
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