Across the bridge is a collection of poems that hightlights the struggles and challenges being faced by a migrant as he searches for greener pastures.
From the book:
Before the invent of cars and flying carriers
My mind has walked on this earth's surface
In my wildest imagination I never saw this
A time when I go on to sleep through the day.
I look left, look right, there is nothing in sight
I look to heaven faraway as I pray for a way
If only I can get into thin air and fly to a place
Looking to find a better reflection of my face.
Mixed up thoughts, where do I go from here
The feeling of happiness intoxicate from beer
Buzzing in my head, thinking of life elsewhere
My weight so light I have to face my real fear.
Wet eyes each morning I wake to look afar
The blue skies shinning so green in my mind
Elongated journey time to reach destination
Complex movement around this peripheral.
In my wildest imagination I see a new world
A shining blue ball from where it all comes
A view showing me direction life is to take
A fight between the real and what is fake.
On this side I feel lost, anguish and pain
Clean heart unknowingly covered by stain
Imagination showing the source of my fate.
On the other side I see a bright shining light
Could this be real? I stretch my arm to feel
In this paranormal I search for a way to heal
As my spirit lifts, going into another realm.
I wake up and can't feel the ground I tread
Struggling every day to buy some bread
Going back to a time of scare and fear
I encounter an unknown image that dare
Where do they all come from, I don't care.
I feel a kick that brings me back to reality
When I get hungry and with empty pocket.