Walking wounded

We don’t scare easy
We scar deeply
Walking wounded
But strident
Headfirst against your wind,
Haven’t run out of steam
Just bidding for the cause
Watering the grassroots 
That you left to die, 
We paint fallen faces on flags
Raise them high
They fly free
Hover above your conscience,
We walk their path
Remember their end
So you can never forget 
We’re watching,
Run us over with false patriotism
We’ll drown you in a sea of chants
There’s more of us than there is of you,
Kill at will
Dormant cells dreaming
Roused desperate, determined
Ready to pounce,
Carrying sadness in our hearts
Bullets on our sleeves
Whispers of our ghosts haunt you
Our heroes 
Born shackled, killed free,
I hope you find it hard to breathe
Tonight
We celebrate their eternity
To die for an immortal right
While you will only live to flee

A moment

In moments of delirium, we find ourselves
Stunned, immersed in emotion
What comes next?
What just passed?
A moment frozen in internal solitude
On the outside, broken composure
Cracking at the seams
Try to breathe
Frayed and rapid
Exhales recoil from uncertainty
Still, it takes its hold
You’re too easy to grasp
And you try to breathe,
Chasing oxygen
Familiar memories
The dejavuness of it
But then it was easy
Certain, content
Now
What?
Run.
Your face, a touch
Hands laced
Breathe
Spiraling unraveled
Where are you going?
When you land
Tell me where the bottom is
And if there’s air

If only, you

If only you were patient
Strong

If only you knew how long
It would take
To make that change

If only…
You were different
Not so indifferent
Cared more
Less careless

You
Criticize, minimize
Cut down to size
You
Build obstacles in your mind

Stale thoughts
Tired tries

Walking tall, broken inside
Swaying to both sides
Unanchored

Undefied
Flowing on hours
Seconds, passing time
Missing past times

If only
You can turn over
A new leaf lies near

If only
You could grasp it

But you only
Let it glide by

Pondering its beauty
Amused at its closeness

Not knowing
Who it was meant for

You

If only you knew

*Amira Salah-Ahmed

Justice delayed, justice denied

Justice delayed
Justice denied
Justice waiting on the sidelines
Waiting to be called on to the field
And play a part in liberty
Waiting

Justice is not blind
It sees who’s been wronged
It knows who committed the crime

It’s you who ties the blindfold
You who puts justice on hold
Cannot reconcile the past with tomorrow
You choose not to see

But justice, it is clear
Burdened by your complicity
Its shrewd vision sharply skewed

And if we know justice
Can we not bring it to the fore?
Must we wait for it to be served?

Served by you it comes in drivels
Hardly enough to quench the thirst for truth
Drips of water for hungry souls
Instead of a flood to feed the bereaved

In your grip, justice is shackled
Chained to convenient lies
Hidden behind a veil of caged animals and murderers
Aging dictators and their loyal traitors

A smokescreen of comfort for the masses
While martyr’s mothers burn in restless nights
Not knowing which to fight – grief or negligence

Oh Lady Justice
Elusive, demure
Will not make the first move
Will not make it easy on you
Despite polite platitudes
And grandiose overtures

It sits, silently screaming
Watching you miss the point
Over and over and over

Waiting
Till you’re through bearing brutality
You
Afraid to speak
Numb to the voices of the weak

Justice – just is waiting
For you to want it enough
For passion to move you, to move

For anger to boil over the brim
Spill lava-like and melt your hardened conscience
To rouse you conscious
Keep you awake at night

Like the memory of a lost love
Close, but never near enough
Always out of grasp
Like the happiness of innocence
Gone brittle with time

Justice enjoys the chase
The thrill of the race for integrity
Once in your clutches like concrete
It crumbles to pieces
Slithers away to an urgent destination

Puts you on her road again
An eternal search
With no rescue in sight

No matter how right your case may be
Another injustice sits around the corner
Waiting for its soldiers
Cuz this world
Just is never
Just enough

*Amira Salah-Ahmed

The Inside Story from DNE Staff

The original editorial staff of Daily News Egypt (which you can now follow on @OriginalDNE) would like to inform our loyal readers of the latest developments since the paper stopped printing. We had chosen to not go public with the story and our ordeal out of decency but were today pushed to speak out because we have been denied our most basic right, the salaries for the month of April.

Since we were informed of the owning company’s termination (Egyptian Media Services, which published Daily News Egypt), we were told that we have no financial rights pending, even though this is in violation of the Labor Law. We were informed, however, that we will be paid our full salaries for the month of April. This was noted in the termination letter we were handed on April 22, 2012, in which we were also informed that it would be our last working day. On that day we took our belongings from the office and handed in anything we had,such as a video camera, etc. The next day the locks on the office door were changed.

We left the office and decided to pursue legal action since the company’s liquidator told us we had no rights to severance packages for years of service ranging from two to seven, and this can only be resolved with a court order, thus encouraging us to file a complaint at the labor office for our financial rights. We did so, preceded by a complaint at the Dokki police station on April 24 and have been talking to a lawyer to pursue next steps.

We waited till the beginning of May to obtain our salaries. When we found out that the salaries were ready at the office, we went there to pick them up only to be informed that the editorial staff will not be paid. Other departments in the company got paid.

The owners allege that we have passwords that we have not handed in. This is untrue as everything we had access to was left at the office when we were told it was our last day, including passwords to the wire services which are even written on a whiteboard in the news room. They have full access to all usernames and passwords from our work PCs.

We are not holding any passwords hostage. We want to take this chance to inform our readers and followers that the original DNE staff is no longer affiliated with this brand. We are however, sticking together and forming a new venture.

Please follow us on @OriginalDNE and stay tuned. Your support is highly appreciated.

*UPDATE: The editorial staff was suddenly contacted on Thursday (2 days after we filed the police report) and told that our April salaries are ready at the office. Apparently, those who claimed we were withholding passwords or anything related to DNE realized that they have had access to everything they needed all along. And we were, in fact, not withholding anything, passwords or otherwise, related to the company or the newspaper. This is what we had been saying all along, but it seems the police report we filed made them realize the gravity of the situation, of denying us our final salary, and so they took the baby steps required to find all the information they needed on the system, right where we left it.

We all picked up our April salaries on Sunday May 13, and signed a paper stating so as well as stating that we will drop the police report filed the previous Tuesday (when we were first denied our salaries). However, our complaint at the Labor Office — in which we are demanding our financial rights after several years of service to the company — still stands and will move forward according to legal procedures. Thank you for your support.

Mind mines

A reinvention of words
A revelation of things
You never knew before
Rumblings inside your head
Listen

Careful as you tread
Uneven mental landscapes
Laced with mines
Buried in the past
Blast

Resurrected images rise
When least expected
Startling quiet corners
Havens creeping with shadows
Haunted

Buried years ago
Not enough dust here
To keep them down
Seeping like smoke
Upwards

Masked memories
Parading as dreams
Lurking inside your eyes
The future is there
Hidden

*Amira Salah-Ahmed

Lights out at DNE

Daily News Egypt has been my home, both on a professional and personal level, for the past five years. Never have I worked with such an amazing group of dedicated and honest editors and journalists before. Never have I felt so passionate about what I do. Going to the office was a joy and putting out the paper with this group of people was always a pleasure and a rich learning experience.

But DNE has always been so much more than a newspaper, more than a job and more than an office. It became a supportive learning environment, a space where creativity and talent were nurtured, and a comfortable home where co-workers became family. I don’t want to talk about the paper because readers know the content we produced, and I think it was easy to see we poured our hearts and minds into it.

What was rare about DNE is the spirit. That combination of dedication, passion, kindness, professionalism, creativity, fun and understanding. To anyone who’s come and gone, from reporters to freelancers to interns and even visitors, the DNE spirit was palpable and infectious. I was blessed to work with this group of people, and they are the reason why I learned to love what I do, and the reason I stayed at DNE for so many years. It’s the reason DNE had the voice it had and the reason it resonated with so many people. I knew I was lucky to be with this team, and I was always afraid that it was too good to last.

Unfortunately, it has come to an end, and suffice it to say, today was one of the toughest days I’ve ever experienced. We meant to leave the office at 3 and kept lingering until 7, because we couldn’t get ourselves to walk out of the office one last time. We’re all truly grieving the loss of the paper, but more than that, the loss of our team. Not being able to work together anymore, this is the toughest part. I’d do anything for these people, with these people, and the memories I have are too many and too fond to begin to explain. My heart is breaking and the only thing keeping me sane is the continued support of the DNE editorial team. My second family. I love you.

*Below is a copy of our letter to readers, which we posted online mid-day Sunday, after we were officially informed that it was to be our last day at the office. Unfortunately, the website has been switched off (I hope temporarily) by the powers that be, so this is a copy for safekeeping.

Daily News Egypt: Final words

April 22, 2012, 2:46 pm

Last Thursday the editorial staff of Daily News Egypt was informed, quite abruptly, that our last issue was going to be the one which was published Saturday-Sunday, April 20-21, 2012.

After seven years of providing hard breaking news and analysis on Egypt, and being the only independent English-language printed daily in the country, we regret to inform our loyal readers that, as far as the current editorial staff was informed, the paper will no longer be published.

As for the website, a valuable archive of the past seven years of Egypt’s history — in politics, business, society, arts, culture and lifestyle; in text, images and videos which the dedicated editorial staff has developed and maintained, we are unfortunately not certain of its fate.

We have specifically and repeatedly requested from the management of the owning company, Egyptian Media Services, to keep the website alive, even if it means that we, the current editors and reporters, have to finance it ourselves. Both ethically and morally, we believe we should be given priority on its ownership.

The team at Daily News Egypt has put their hearts into the paper, working effortlessly and tirelessly together to produce objective, reliable, timely content, always in an amazing work atmosphere of professionalism combined with a friendly and supportive spirit.

Knowing that this is rare to find, the editorial staff of the paper has stuck it out through numerous trials and tribulations. From scarce resources to budget cuts to obstacles that we’ve overcome together, to uncertain days and nights at the office covering the revolution, never at the expense of the content we provide to readers.

We’ve grown, in a very organic manner, from merely producing a newspaper to also putting out a website with excellent multimedia content as well as developing a strong social media presence and following, all with the same limited staff.

And the staff members we sadly lost along the way have found greener pastures in the most prestigious news organizations like Al Jazeera, Reuters, CNN and Bloomberg, which ultimately makes us all very proud.

It would be an understatement to say that the editorial team is attached to DNE and to each other; we think of ourselves as a family more than merely colleagues, including those who have come and gone, and especially including our loyal freelancers, contributors and interns.

It’s our deep regret to have to disband for the time being and not be able to produce the paper anymore. But we’d like to thank you, our loyal readers, for your support and consistently positive feedback over the years.

Rania Al Malky, Chief Editor
Sarah El Sirgany, Deputy Editor
Amira Salah-Ahmed, Business Editor
Dalia Rabie, Features Editor
Joseph Fahim, Culture Editor
Heba Elkayal, Lifestyle Editor
Safaa Abdoun, Features Writer / Reporter
Heba Fahmy, News Reporter
Heba Hesham, News Reporter
Mai Shams El Din, News Reporter / Editorial Assistant
Reem Abdellatif, Business Reporter
Farah Saafan, Video Journalist
Abdel Azim Saafan, Graphic Designer
Osama Taher, Graphic Designer
Hassan Ibrahim, Photographer