By Doel Sengupta urf Nostradamus
As Hercules and Maqsood sleep tonight
They dream of heaven in Paradise
And the criminals all wake up
To the prophecy that they are my sons...
Soon the bells toll
And the heavens sing
With the choicest blessings
For all those cursed
By the wrong deity
And I bless all
Each moment
All the time
And I and all beings are granted
Freedom all the time...
Happiness is where you desire it
And Maqsood's tears are drunk by me
All the time, each day..
My golden boys
Wake up a good day
When the oceans rumble
And the conch bells crackle
And when the trees sway
I know I live in Paradise.
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