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Poetry and Prose
Poem
Flashes and curtains
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  1. Osama M Mustafa
  1. Correspondence to Osama M Mustafa, College of Medicine, Alfaisal University, Riyadh 11533, Kingdom of Saudi Arabia; omustafa{at}alfaisal.edu

https://doi.org/10.1136/medhum-2017-011184

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    Another morning comes,

    to move forward through the unknown.

    The joy of seeking a blank plot

    rich in colors, shapes and lights.

    Awake, I suppose.

    Life…through my thick glasses,

    busy, fast, steady,

    seemingly usual.

    But down the hallway was

    an open door:

    A sunny day and humid breeze,

    ready to enjoy a brisk pause,

    and a classy cup of coffee

    on the sidewalk.

    My hand grabbed the cup's handle

    then froze…

    For the saucer grasped my attention:

    Ancient sophistication

    thrown into folds of

    carefully-sculpted geometric shapes…

    I saw a theater of history

    surrounding the saucer's white center.

    Three black dots had appeared on its stage,

    moments before thousands of

    black meteoroids went astray,

    burnt into flashes of light.

    And the theater's curtains soon to follow,

    closing vision and lasting memories.

    Footnotes

    • Competing interests None declared.

    • Provenance and peer review Not commissioned; internally peer reviewed.