In this desert of happiness
I stay still watching a mirage
Afraid of it fading into a lie
Believing in a mirage is my hope
As stars no longer show me the west
And I don't have place to rest
In this blessed world of the cursed
I play the fool pretending hope
Anticipating a messiah
To lend me a camel and water
False hope in a smart fool
Absurd thoughts in misery
I honestly believe in that mirage
As I see it far away all green
I may never reach there on time
Never before it fades away
I stall still in indecision and hope
Mirage is my only hope now
Messiah is always on his way
Or being miserable gives me joy
Remaining still in this desert sun
May be the mirage awaits the messiah
To reach before it fades
And I am stuck waiting for myself
Am I the insane messiah?
Or the sane fool who makes sense?
 --Kris