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Poetry of Issue #8        Page 25

We're both the empire and the Nile

We’re both the empire and the Nile.
All food turns poison, in excess.
With ample tears the vale cheers: Life!
But surfeits drown and drain to death.

The river’s turning red. Too many
too near its banks live far too well.
If we don’t move, there'll be not any,
or far too few, to tell the tale.

James B. Nicola