Only a camel can hold his noble head

Proudly without shame

In the great shadow of the great pyramid.

Only the camel is without sin,

And yet it bothers not

To cast a stone.

A still silhouette, against a stiff breeze 

That blows the leaves of the palm trees

And the sand, the great winged thobes 

Of the Bedouin women, only the dromedary’s face

And the great pyramid stand motionless,

Moved by neither time, nor wind.

-jenn