Beyond a horizon, is a new world,
Like the waves with an unending future,
The bright, blue, bliss dome of the breezing sky,
The moving downtown lights of its structure.

Beyond a valley, is its skyscrapers,
Featuring Caucasian populations,
With the Brandenburg Gate as its neighbours,
As the very best law of attractions,

Beyond a landmark, is my new shelter,
The place I’ve longed to keep my human heart,
With hopes of growing and getting better,
But now it’s more of an unpleasant start.

Days will pass turning into years and years,
But I will remember with silent tears.