Egypt: 2011I am watching as you writhe, my friendFrom my high above safe placeI can see your masses move and shakeEvery corner of your spaceI can see the fires blaze, my friendIn the streets way down belowI am watching banners whip and seeingBuildings set aglowI am remembering your past, my friendYour sand-worn ancient fameAnd wondering how this could just happenWith such glory to your nameI am watching as your youth, my friendHoist their banners highAnd keep marching onwardsAs friends fall before their eyesI'm thinking of the children, my friendAnd now you can't back downThe future of your land is countingOn your p
We are all proud to be Egyptians.