With pride of no redemption
By you magic’s and illusions existed
In the river of thoughts.
On top of Mount Everest I stood
From the Indian Ocean I swim across.
No true virtue was to be proved in the presence
Of you fountain of happiness.
Lake Victoria became a swimming pool
Table Mountain as my home foundation.
The feeling in the capillaries is directional
Can’t be reversed nor stopped.
Temptation seem to find no existence
In the organ of pressure-heart.
Satisfaction historical unfound
Evolutionally extinct, scientifically neutral
Mathematically negative infinity, religious untrue.
Down the pyramids of Egypt,
Upon mount Kilimanjaro of Kenya
Though no kangaroos passed by.
Lions as my bodyguards, monkeys as my gardeners
No wonder birds be my cleaners.
Peacock be my welcomers because Pacific Ocean surround my
land
To form an island. My ceiling be the sky
Where the sun passes next to me, stars fall over my floor
Moon light my lovely nights.
Tigers be my servants, truly this is my land.
Elephants be my transport, indeed I aint dreaming.