THE GOAT
Humid Gusts of air enter my nose as I exit the airport
Massive Cars lined up for pickup and any Bikes? Nought.
The desert covers as far as the arabian seas
No animals, No grass. No water. No bugs and bees.
My first sighting is an Oil pump, found dense in this part
the backbone of the economy and the world's cart
Even though Saudi is scarce and arid
The cars inside are cool and Barid
The prison like "compound" is security, security, security
as BAE systems employees are a white minority
However entering it turns 180
from desert to green and arid to shady
I look fourth to the house I will live in for a working career
A beige building, brown furniture and a boring appear
As a brit, I will look forward to the "compounds" bar
which cannot be enjoyed by my muslim counterpar
I think I will like this :)
- Author: William Kennedy (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 17th, 2024 13:54
- Comment from author about the poem: I've been an expatriate for 14 years in Saudi Arabia and I believe It is a great experience. So I decided to make a poem detailing my first experience in 2009. If you are curious Barid is cold in arabic, used it in poem.
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Quite a well painted description of the place. Nice word choice
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