A plate of scrambled eggs and toast sits on the table. Perhaps. Predicting with certainty an irreducible blue room. blue with words of reason, courage splashed the president into a fading… almost a cornflower painted wall. no return. Peaceful transition infused with strength; more visible, a unified form to tip what they say was a rose filled function. It doesn't matter, all their lies… now, only music embellishes, newly coloured theatres; momentum sustains a sensual ease. a show to remember. Long live the revolution….Egypt 2011
