Leonell EchaTHIS SCENE
Show me the road to Bermuda
The centre of lost souls
Show me that place that no one is sure of
That i may end this lost cause
The road wines in and on
I’m sure it will preserve my youth
Nothing new, nothing out of place
By mere fantasies my thoughts replaced
What is all this? If not some form of fallacy.
Yet i hold it true with all my might
I’ve imagined a thousand scenarios
But each ends up tragic
In that whirling tornado
© Vera Bonny 2016
