Joyfully I watched you rise, my privileged sun

I watched you both rise

But anger invades such privilege and screams:

Whosoever is the chosen one

Is luckier beyond ever they'll know

And by God I'll make them know.

My heart is aflame and my soul is defied

All elements fight against my casement as we speak

Will I be around to watch you set, now that is the question

But tempestuously my anger floods and flares

And in the ripples bemoans this reflected message:

I say you have caused a great affront!

Get up and advance to the window

Feast your eyes on my privileged sun

A most unvalued but precious star

And make days on earth all the more heavenly.

Natasha Haidar © 2004