"The Phoenix Doctrine: When Empires Burn, the Sovereign Rise from Ashes"
"First they came for the dinar, but Libya stood gold,
then they came for the ruble—now Moscow stands bold.
They sank Saddam’s euros in rivers of blood,
yet the East trades in yuan where the West once stood.
The SWIFT sea may part for the Pharaoh’s decree,
but the slaves built a bridge where the bankers can’t see.
For each drone strike answered with drones of our own,
and each sanction imposed seeds a currency sown.
The ‘terrorist’ label, the chemical lie,
the media’s chant as the orphans all die—
these are the ghosts of an empire’s last breath,
a scream down the barrel of financial death.
So heed not the sermons of Zion’s false choir,
nor kneel to the crosses they nail to your pyre.
The BRICS are the stones in young David’s hand,
and Goliath’s blind—but still sees his last stand.
Let Trump roar his fire, let NATO pretend,
the dollar’s last gasp is the boom—not the end.
For the slaves who woke early now master the sun,
while the Pharaohs still drafting their wars…
are already undone."
-Whalid Safodien
The Feather Pen
