Poetry: Ashraf AboArafe
Your suns have risen, and the shadows depart,
Leading the world with a master’s heart.
O Dragon of the East, boundless and grand,
With pride and glory, you’ve sculpted the land.
In global markets, your echo commands,
A fortress of progress raised by your hands.
From every factory, a story is spun,
Leading the world till the race is won.
With peaceful wisdom, your governance guides,
Building new bridges where distance divides.
Nations fall silent to hear what you say,
As your steady hands clear the conflict away.
From ancient ages, your letters have shone,
An endless river of knowledge and stone.
Confucius shaped the deep soul of your art,
Capturing worlds through the mind and the heart.
With Mao’s vision, a nation arose,
Where justice and labor stood firm through its throes.
As one single body, the people contend,
No master, no servant — just strength to the end.
You held time’s reins with an iron-willed grace,
And became an eternal star in space.
Never was China known to invade with greed,
Nor driven by hatred or selfish need.
A peaceful nation with vision profound,
Building great bridges the whole world around.
Yet should the hateful seek harm in their way,
The Dragon shall rise, unshaken, to stay.
Egypt and China, two civilizations grand,
Whose glory was written by history’s hand.
The Pyramids whisper their timeless pride,
While China’s Great Wall still stands worldwide.
From Egypt’s Nile to the Yangtze’s flow,
The rivers of immortal civilizations glow.
Two ancient peoples in wisdom aligned,
Who gifted humanity knowledge refined.
