Tuesday, 16 July 2013

dreaming of heaven

Hmm night
around quarter past eleven
alone on the tube, I was
dreaming of heaven 
then they came aboard
the protitutes
the swearing drunkards
a fat round lady
and a man who looked rather shady
or was it a woman 
who knows, all I know
is that the calm, 
of ramadan 
began to wane 
but then i got off and got the bus
and on it, I saw seated
a single old man
of Somali decent, of course
reciting the Quran 
an it was kind of
really beautiful
and it was restored
-the calm, of ramadan-