A Retreat To Imagination
When the world obstruct my march,
In imagination I will retreat.
When men make me their foes,
In imagination I will seek for friends.
When poverty closes in on me,
In imagination I will cuddle riches.
When hunger drills my bare stomach,
In imagination I will fill my bowels.
When obscurity pushes me to the abyss,
In imagination I will seek for fame.
When death stares me in the face,
In imagination I will be immortal.
Men might deny me joys of life,
But in my imagination I will be joyful.
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