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SANDS I
set foot on the sands of the Arabian Gulf In
Nineteen Seventy Nine; The
sands, since then, have swallowed me up, And
consumed all of my time; My
time has been spent, in work and in prayer, Through
the warm Arabian Nights; The
nights have exploded and lifted me up, To
wondrous towering heights. The
streets are all paved with 24K Gold, In
the mystic Middle East; The
Gold is so pure, spreading an array, Of
a gala sumptious feast; The
feasts are so many and time has so sweetly, Played
on my favorite song; The
love songs of life, that keep on playing, Moving
me on and on. The
nights are lit up, from the skies above, By
a million or more stars; The
twinkling stars that shine out of the dark, Are
like watchful eyes from mars; The
eyes that peer ‘neath black silk veils, Of
sweet and charming faces; The
faces of fortune, in oil rich sands, Of
sleek and flowing graces. How
many times have I left these sands, To
return and roost back home; Ut
the sands keep calling, luring me back, To
its great mosques and domes; The
domes that keep shining, reflecting the warmth, Of
the sizzling noon day sun; The
sun that keeps rolling, simmering the sand, Around
almost everyone. A
Home away from home, is what I’ve found, In
these hot burning sands; The
sands of time, that have kept me so close, To
these wonderful Arabian Lands; The
land of Prophets and a great belief, That
one man toiled and taught; A
teacher so mighty that none could defeat, Even
though, they, in vain fought.
Let
me rest beneath the burning sand, When
my day s over and done; Let
my day be near, so I can lay my head, Beneath
the scorching sun; Le
the sun shine bright, through all of time, In
this beautiful bounteous land; Let
the land flourish and grow on to become, A
heaven on earth so grand. Fazli Sameer - COSSAF, Ministry Of Defence, Seeb, Muscat, Sultanate of Oman 1992 |