Fill your nostrils with scents of wild flowers,
Knock out your reasoning…
Then put you in prison.
Love would make you see tomorrow,
Blindfold you against today,
And the little dry leaves you place before fire
Get you animated
Then disgrace you as an animal before people you never met.
Love will be your solace,
When the whole race crown you a sinner,
Deprives you the freedom to love,
Yet claim they belong to the kingdom of love