Flower of Home.
Gone, unreal are you ?
I thought about that, too…
Just a sickness, like flu
I am adding two and two
For me it makes a dot
A vast sea where I trot
An obliviation in my plot
Yeah, that’s what I’ve got
I wasn’t happy in reality
And I played with my sanity
Out of a dream, of this quality
This, is more than a fatality
So I’m just a foolish boy
There’s nothing here I enjoy
For this dream I was a toy
Which lured me, and I annoy
M.K.
Ibn Hadj Kacem
June 26th 2010
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