Finding the past..

Taken from the boat, while sailing the Nile.. an excavation.
I kept thinking about those ruins. No Egyptian poet came to help me, so, as it was very near Aswan, (and near Sudan border), I chose some verses of a Sudanese poet.. Al-Saddiq Al-Raddi:

Let the maps explode. How can the land be lost
When the future belongs to the Nile?
The Nile knows of the disgrace of cities
That have vanished.
Knows of the old times
Yet never speaks.
It is the Nile…

At the "city of the deads"..

There is a group of vast cemeteries at Cairo that stretches out along the base of the Moqattam Hills
The cemeteries built in the City of the Dead, as it is called, are much different than the western idea of cemeteries.
This is because traditionally, Egyptians buried their dead in room-like “burial sites” so they could live in them during the long mourning period of forty days. .
Among these cemeteries lives a community of Egypt’s urban poor,
“More than five million Egyptian live in these cemeteries, and have formed their own enterprises,” said Malak Yakan, an anthropologist ..

As the great Egyptian Naguib Mahfouz, Nobel Prize of literature, wrote:
"The real malady is fear of life, not of death."