Dreams or Prophecies

Years ago I had four dreams. I was young and didn't know what they might mean. At the time I knew not what they meant but I feared knowing what they meant. The first was a tsunami that made Egypt sink under water and I was hanging on a high pole not knowing how to go back down safely. The second was a huge sand storm that covered everything in sand and turned everything to rubble. The third was that I was walking in the streets of Cairo and it was all burning in flames. I always thought they were regular nightmares of a child, but may be it was a vision of a future waiting to happen. The fourth was me calling to all Egyptians, to all my brothers and sisters to unify in the call for freedom and justice. To join me in a unified vision and fight for what is rightfully ours.

Twelve years later and it seems that they weren't just dreams after all. I never saw how it ends in my dreams, but reality might show me the end. At first, I thought it was just Mubarak's fall. I feared the Egyptians divide and fight among themselves in a civil war. I still fear that it will yet to come. But for now, we have a bigger threat! An army of our own lead by merciless cold blooded men who seek nothing but to get away with their ill begotten assets and crimes from the old age. The seek to rule, they seek to prevail. But I hear the shouts of my brothers across the ocean. No more they say! Enough is enough they shout! We will live free or die fighting!

You can shoot us, beat us, take the light of our eyes, and even our lives, but you will not take our freedom! You will not take Egypt's future. The future that belongs to our family and children. We will protect it with our lives! To our last breath we will protect it and fight for it.

Fate and destiny will speak up and harsh cold pen of destiny will write in the books with an ink of blood that cannot be erased. OH! Fate be gentle upon our families. Oh! Time please fly us out of this dark moment. Mark my words greedy ones! Heed my warning! You will not prevail and history will not be kind to you. If you get away with it now, you will face your punishment in the afterlife.

Oh! Sons and daughters of the black land. Remember who you are and your heritage! From the darkest night you rose once and again to shine the light of hope, love, mercy, religion and civilization on the world. Do not forget who you are in your awakening. For if you are known for something, you are known for your pride, greatness, commitment and mercy. Kindness and your mercy is what made you great once. and it shall make you again.

Do not let the dark whispers divide you among yourselves in the time to come, for in that time you will shape your destiny and history will remember the land you called home. history will remember the year 2011 and the ones to follow. I always fear the worst, but I always have hope. So I am passing that hope to you brothers and sisters back home. Stand unified till the end regardless of faith, politics and desires. For you and I, we are all Egyptians.