There I saw myself
Lying on the sand dunes
Looking upwards
As they galloped
Across the dessert
The knights in their
Shining armour
And I thought
I saw you
A face so familiar
Amongst the hooded riders

As the desert turned
Into a battle field…..
Who had you come to conquer?
Me or the soul within me?

As you trotted away
With the victorious
Smile on your face
I lay there simply
A serene calm and content
For my soul was not conquered
But liberated ……
In this battle of
Pride against prejudice!!!