The Mystical Dream of Paris

Enshrouded in hues of green and white, the Tower stands,
Upon French soil, the muezzin's call resounds.
In the Louvre, verses of the Quran are grandly displayed,
Stirring wonder and awe deep within the heart.

The former president awakens from his coma's grip,
Pondering if dreams deceive, or a parallel world he slips.
How strange the transformation of this land,
Paris, adorned by the call to prayer and Quranic hand.

Centuries of civilisation, so swiftly overturned,
In but a moment, the familiar, now unlearned.
Leaders aghast, scientists in dismay,
How came this magical event, none can say.