The city of canals and red lights, <br />Not tired of its sleepless nights. <br />Do you feel the smell of pot and hash? <br />You, a numb witness of solitary lives. <br />You can offer more beer with French fries, <br />But I don't trust your deliberate lies. <br />We'll go Dutch and pretend to be friends <br />With the smiling people, yet arrogant and hostile. <br />For the aliens you may seem like heaven, <br />But for me you're just a tantalizing hell. <br />I can't stand your glossy merciless approach, <br />Yet for the majority you do ring the bell. <br />What if you fall asleep, being on your watch? <br />It's too good to be true, a total double Dutch.<br /><br />Aram Stefanian<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/amsterdam/
