the sweetest memory in egypt  

Posted by blog dr.


I was going to study on a normal day
And here's what happened on my way
I started running down the stairs
Digging into my pockets for the fares

Like most Egyptians I was running late
I wanted to catch bus number eight

It gets some to the underground up
straight


In the bus I was looking for seat
No place and the chairs weren't neat

I had to face besides the broken do
or
Where I heard nothing except the loud motor

Everybody was sweating and feeling absurd

Especially the driver who used a loud nas
ty word


With a miracle I reached the metro station
Looking toward
to reaching my destination
Deep inside the metro, people are so loving

So crowded, they were nearly hugging

The metro kept stopping again and again

People started to complain and shout out in pain


Many passengers were falling on the floor
And there was great pressure on the door
Once it opened I found myself kicked outside

At the wrong station because of the pressure inside


I went to take taxi, I was so late
I only wish I could reach my work on the same date


Unexpectedly, a taxi breaks so violently
Yet he stopped some miles away
I was determined to reach the car
When he yelled, How much will you pay?
I said, don't worry, it's not that far


When I paid he said, this isn't enough
Just look everywhere if you are not blind

Check the price and the petrol, we can't efford


I got out closed the door with a slam
And walked away, leaving behind the traffic jam

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