We live in a grey city Where the sun burns and the night suffocates The city of calming loudness and deafening silence My thoughts and sounds of flickering Fluorescent lights Smoke from crashing astral flights Innocent flaming childish kites Dancing clowns censor horrific sights And they think that it's right To shackle our minds from reaching heights They know they'll never might So they stuff you in mental solitary cell so tight Solitude in darkness, wishing for the faintest light There's no God in the city, and no body gives a *****
This is how it feels to live in Saudi Arabia, most especially my hometown Qatif.