Drivers and Robbers and Pavements, Oh My!

Once upon a time,
Not so long ago,
A city named Cairo
Was ruled by Big Boss Pharaoh.
Being mighty and smart,
And – sigh – yes, a half-god,
Pharaoh began to wonder
What was in store for his city yonder?

So off he went, back to the future,
Where the world was not ruled by Pharaoh, but by the computer.
Shaken but not stirred, Pharaoh explored
What he was told was Cairo, but where –
Strangely enough – mighty Pharaoh was (GASP!) ignored!
No royal barrage for him, no siree,
Instead the street he roamed,
In a strange contraption called a taxi.

Around downtown Pharaoh commanded his steed,
Caring little of where this unusual stallion may lead.
All of a sudden, Pharaoh yelled “STOP!”
A beautiful vision had just made his heart drop.
A large grey building towered above,
But all he could see were gorgeous women; he was in love!
He asked his slave (the driver), “what is this place of pleasure?”
His slave/driver replied, “AUC, Master.”

Pharaoh smiled in delight and said to himself,
“I shall build one back home, all to myself!”
Pharaoh, being astute, noticed that most
Had a strange symbol manifested on her purse.
Pharaoh asked his driver what this symbol meant,
And driver responded “that her daddy has spent
All the money in my bank, and 7 more,
Which is why he’s fled to Paris, London, or Singapore.”

Chuckling at the thought of someone being so stupid,
Pharaoh said to the driver, “thank you for a ride so fluid!”
Then out Pharaoh stepped, giving the driver a tip;
The tip of his finger that is,
For that was how Pharaoh blessed
His loving servants – they liked this finger best.
The driver however, was far from amused;
Oh poor Pharaoh, how he was abused!

Bruised but unfettered,
Pharaoh continued on foot,
But little did he know…
Oh, the danger he withstood!
Walking between those confounded coloured (and ugly) camels,
He did so with clout;
Until one almost hit him,
It was then that even Pharaoh started to shout.

Being Big Boss Pharaoh, we know he is clever,
So when he looked around, he noticed a feather.
It was lying on the ground, but that wasn’t the attraction.
The blocks it lay on were black and white,
Was that yet another contraption?
With a quick calculation, he figured the stones were high
Enough to keep his feet safe
From those zooming creatures that made him fly.

So if Pharaoh from 7000 years ago
Could work out the following:
That the pavement is for people,
And the streets for vehicles with wheels ever-turning,
Then why can’t our populace
80 million strong,
Understand a simple concept,
What could be so wrong?