Along the Streets of Cairo
(1998)

I wandered thro' each charter'd street,
near where the charter'd Nile does flow
and down, around, and thru the market,
place, of Cairo-and saw in every face
I met, marks of poverty, pride and woe.

But mostly I saw thro' the mid-day streets
how youthful people, walk, and congregate,
men and women, police and kids, cars
and more cars circling around the
Hotel Sheraton, near a Nile bridge.

I wandered thro' the Museum of Cairo
((across the Nile, Iron Bridge) (near
the high tower, where a café is));
I walked down almost ever isle, and
saw antiquity at its best...! back in
'98.

#2243 /2-9-2008

Tijuana-1969
(In Poetic Prose)

Off to Tijuana! Tijuana! Past San Francisco,
L.A, and through San Diego-; then across
the boarder we walked, parked the
car on the American side. Walked down the
sunny street, bars, strangers, food carts
and dollar, dollar, - dollar signs! Peso
thin, dirty signs. Music blaring every-
where; marijuana breath, here and there-
and dollar, dollar-peso signs!
Slums, and bums and thieves, eyes staring
from across the street; drunkenness along
the walk, me and my brother Mike, talk.
Hands pointing, whores murmuring:
we're in a Mexican labyrinth, "yaw, yaw!"
I sigh...walking behind some buildings,
a dark-eyed beauty says, "Over there!" she
says it aloud, even points, there are men
watching, heavy brutes, with hard
boots, under a new hip sun. They will come,
later on, come for the dollars, Pesos.

#2239 2-8-2008

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