IMAGINE AND IMAGINE, THEN IMAGINE AGAIN

Feel so homeless that can't even imagine an imaginary homeland.

The country I came from is falling apart

The country I came to is helping the previous country fall apart

Now sleep and Imagine

Or stay awake and Imagine the homeland

Home land left behind

And homeland occupied

Occupied what ?

The park bench if you are lucky

The moment has passed

The moment passes

The moment is in the past

Past is of the past

Past is in the past tense

Homeland is in the past

Its also the past tense

Move on

A very favorite two words by the progressive

Intellectual scholars..

"Move on."

Move on to which park bench ?

Move on to which avenue ?

Move on to which winter?

Move on to which slippery street ?

Move on to which crack on the road ?

"Move on"

"Don't be so negative."

"Move on."

 Why don't you move on ?

Wherever...

'Get out of my way."

Get out...

Its all in the memory

Memory is in the memory

Its memory based

Memory connected

Memory leading to another memory

And then to another memory

And when you are dying

Memory starts to fade

Like fades

Fades and then fades and then no Imagination

Then sleep,,,

Like the effect of anesthesia

Slowly going, going, going, gone...

It was them actually who didn't want me to have a homeland

It was them actually who wanted me to be homeless

It was them actually who took my park bench away...

Pause...

Pause...

Pause...

I said,"Pause."

Its written in the script

No, you don't want to follow the pause ?

Go be in some one else's play.