The Gare du Nord exodus was epic
foreigner outnumbered indigène
my jaw dropped
I transformed into a Johnny Just Come
a complete lost soul in trance
needing a deliverance
Seeking link amid crowd of empty faces
pretty boys with gothic mohawk-emo
handsome girls with gaudy bob-emo
Rats wanders in constabulary uniform
dogs with sunglasses rides in a buggy
cats rove the street with saggy belly
Various creatures fill up the centre ville
then I met one who seems dissimilar
as I arrived at Champ de Mars
This manmade iconic figure is amazing
but at homeland is a well sculptured
nature-made monument.
Here I am at Rue de Lyon, when will I
return to the place of the Sun and
set my feet on the rock.
