Hair and headdresses from ancient Egypt
‘For I was hungry, and you liked a photo of me on Facebook; I was thirsty, and you felt sorry for me; I was a stranger, and you feared me; naked, and you looked away; I was sick, and you tweeted about me; I was in prison, and you shared an article about me.’
Will I see you give more than I can take?
Will I only harvest some?
As the days fly past will we lose our grasp
Or fuse it in the sun?