The captured wanderer
You have all control over me,
And you don't even know it.!
You are like that guelta in my desert.
You are the peace to my soul,
The sun to my mornings
And, moon to my starry nights.
I was a wandering soul,
A free bird, always careful of never being captured,
But somehow, you caught me without even a bait,
And, I completely enticed by your presence,
Idiotically broke all my wings,
Aspiring to spend my entire life,
Encaptured in your heavenly cages.!
And as I said, you have all control over me,
And you don't even know it.