WEIRDER THAN FICTION

First there was a road
Then many more appeared
It turned into a maze
There were doors, many doors.

I woke up from the dream
But on Aladdin’s mat
We were flying so fast.
My hands started turning
Blue like the heavenly

I woke up from the dream
In the Atlantic sea
Salt water in my mouth
I saw the Bermuda,
Large hands reached for me
But I escaped Sambisa.

Vera