I arrived in the place
and quickly went down the plane,
“Finally, I had a chance to visit my dream destination!”
I was drained,
so I checked in the nearest guesthouse
and napped for almost an hour.
I woke up and noticed changes,
everything was different,
including my room, my bed.
I was prisoned somewhere in New York,
unable to move freely,
to talk around with different people,
to observe how beautiful
and high the buildings are, day and night;
to walk along the city and meet new faces.
All I perceived was darkness,
nothing else but darkness.
In other rooms, I heard loud voices,
craving for care, and security
screaming for help, and love, and joyfulness.
Trying to find answers to escape,
seeking justice, and freedom.
And just like me, they didn’t know
why they were there.