by: Paul Fanous

Oceans crash upon distant shores.
Leaving my soul, wanting. Wanting more.
Palm trees speak on the sand of gold.
Reminding me, of kings of old.
Men with detailed faces, smile.
I contemplate joys, all the while.
Rainbow and birds chirp, on pavement blue.
Never has nature been so true.
Engines rattle violent, on foreign road. Crackles and pops, of a modern code.
My heart pulses, to the music of the streets.
Boom boom bop to peculiar beats.
The sun it shines, just like at home.
Glimmering proud, in eternal dome.
The people strange, yet come what may:
This world so wide has much to say.


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