Dark Cities III
When you lose your words
And retreat to a dark corner
We should forgive you
You’re an urban person
Not used to space
Your eyes don’t belong here
And your heart holds no dreams
Do people of dark cities dream?
When you lose your words
Collect your past and present
And escape to possibilities
Don’t follow your ancestors’ footsteps
They were trapped in falsehoods
And died young and dreamless
History might not narrate their tales
Yet, you ought to keep their features
When you lose your words
And retreat to a dark corner
YMK
Dubai
Jan. 2006
When you lose your words
And retreat to a dark corner
We should forgive you
You’re an urban person
Not used to space
Your eyes don’t belong here
And your heart holds no dreams
Do people of dark cities dream?
When you lose your words
Collect your past and present
And escape to possibilities
Don’t follow your ancestors’ footsteps
They were trapped in falsehoods
And died young and dreamless
History might not narrate their tales
Yet, you ought to keep their features
When you lose your words
And retreat to a dark corner
YMK
Dubai
Jan. 2006
3 comments:
I like it very much and your words are so true. Keep it up
liberty is our mind state, not others...
of course.
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