A Trip To Lampedusa

We had stopped believing Because our purple lords were deceiving Labouring each day in the scorching sun Our hearts were burning Our desires started waning At times we wish that our existence was done What purpose is there in life were suffering swallows up joy And we wallow in misery Like a tin man toy So we gathered all our little treasures and embarked on that hazardous journey With the hope that we will find work that would make us money With the hope that we will find peace as sweet as honey With hope that our rainy day will someday become sunny We do not know what the future will bring But we placed our hopes in the Lord so we sing A merry, merry song Even though we are most likely wrong To risk it all for a the good life On ill fated boats we sail Trafficked by green smugglers Over the high seas In the turbulent waves To the magical islands We saw gigantic caves We were almost there But we were met by despair Hundreds fell into the monstrous jaw of Nepturn They were washed away And drowned at sea So that I may see the fair face at Lampedusa Looking at me I would risk it all Risk it all for my earthly Elysium And some day return for my children and wife I am like a sheep at the abattoir gazing at the butcher’s knife Why not create your paradise in the middle of hell? And raise your flags high and ring the cathedral bell You need not seek El Dorado You can always find it here Believe in yourself and don’t be discouraged And do not be like Esau who sold his birth right for a plate of porridge Have faith in the Lord And he will see you through For fate lies in the hands of the Creator No matter what you do He has created you for a purpose And you are of a divine design Why not discover it rather than leave everything behind