Desmond G from Bali Laments

Hi friends and all ,here I am
In Bali ,not on the beach
my wish but in Central Denpasar
They called   Lapas Korobakan,translate
Into Hell place ,takes the life out of you
A cold and snowy white Christmas for you
And for me a brown wall seasons here,
Days in days out ,washing the place up.
And have my daily prison fare ,not gourmet
Star but only so ,a bit muchy, lot of veg
I really miss my days in the Sun
Walk the streets of Singapore
And saviour the smell and sound
A cup of coffee and toast
Lunch time head to court for roast
Duck, and char siew and fish soup
In the evening a jug of beer
By the stately Singapore River
Watch the tourist go by
Count the stars in the sky
Not here in Bali Hai
I miss the shopping in Orchard
Especially in Christmas time
It's ablaze with neons and glory
All in red ,white and musical chime
I am still here in Bali doing time
A season for giving and forgiving
Will I be branded when I am home
The music still on my mind
Bright shining trinkets and Santa's
HO HO HO ,I could only imagine
And as you go to church ask
The father to pray for me
As any family would do
A blessings would reached me
Calm my heart and says I am
Remembere as that Guy in Bali.
Extended stay .Not good bye.
For now.