Passport Blues


I am blue baby
I am that sort
Once I was happy 
Living in my port.

My country was smashed up
In several parts
So I had to go away
Following my stars. 

If I ever wanted
To come back to my port
I would have to take
With me a passport.

Before, I had one passport
Now I have two
But it’s not enough for me 
And still I feel blue. 

On my passport photos 
-That is not the rule – 
I‘m a good-looking baby
So at least that’s cool.

I still want more passports
I believe I have that chance
So hand them out to me and
Thank you in advance.





Photography by meereshund ©


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