‘A Blasphemous World’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

Dig the corpses wandering the land of the living,

With cold eyes staring blankly at those who are

Presumably breathing the air that was once pure,

Now tainted by gases produced from the infinite process

Of decomposition that was generated by the sin of mankind.


The corpse of a gentleman named Mark Twain staggered limply,

His bushy white mustache now a sick shade of yellow was still intact

To his now rotten skull, with maggots feasting on his magnificent brain.

Traces of dried up tears ran down the length of his nonexistent face,

As he walked through heaps of disregarded books, like trash left to degrade,

Filling Wall & Broadway,

“Blasphemy!” He cried.


Wolfgang Mozart slid through the side-door of an old concert hall,

Dressed in a red tux, remembering all those European journeys he took with

His family, performing as a child prodigy, but unlike the old days,

The seats of the hall were filled with thick-headed fools, jumping

To lies sold to them as music by giant corporations to distract

Them from the sad empty realities of their rented lives.

He pushed his fingers inside his ears till he broke his eardrums,

“Blasphemy!” He yelled.


Dig the corpses wandering the land of the living,

For soon they realize that the life they once lived

Has morphed into foul existence, that the world

And all its inhabitants transformed into corpses,

Wandering the land of the



Now Mr. Twain and Mozart lay in their graves

‘Neath infinite consolations illuminating a

World that has sunk once more into the abyss

Of dark ages, and unmatchable ignorance.

They lay there in hopes that a chosen generation

Would come and release them from their chains,

A generation that would excavate them from their

Dirt covered tombs.


About Ahmed Gretly

Ahmed Nader Gretly. Construction/Site Engineer, fiction writer, poet, psychopath, researcher, a book addict, and a daydreamer from Cairo, Egypt. Currently doing Construction Project Management, MSc, at Heriot-Watt University, Edinburgh.
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One Response to ‘A Blasphemous World’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

  1. Mai mostafa says:

    This is very sad and I love how you showed your love to their art in such words. It’s a blasphemous world indeed.

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