Treasure Island

irenio irenaeus bero

(28/09/1990 / south africa)

dreaming city


When the whole city goes to sleep
Dreams and hopes arise in the company
Of the cold darkness
When the whole city goes to sleep
Pure imaginations crawl out of their cage
To free the long imprisoned ego slave

When the whole city goes to sleep
Many desires become thirstier
Many rich souls change from rich to wealthier

When the whole city goes to sleep
Many ills are unleashed

Submitted: Monday, September 14, 2009

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