The cool evening breeze
So sweet upon my fair brown skin
I’m enticed, so I glide upon its wings.
A fair ride it is
Down town where everything, everyone is one.
In one minute a ride of times
To read the lines on faces
Whether smiles or frowns.
See through transparent minds
Whether happy or sad.
Baby born, sweet cries
Soft hands, bright face, empty heart.
Grandpa dead, bitter cries
Hard hands, wrinkled face, sinful heart.
Simple Mary gets a diamond ring
A proposal on her birthday.
Complex Jerry gets a phone ping
A breakup on his mayday.
Smiley faces, airport reception
Families exchange hugs and kisses.
Ship wreck, manifest read at attention
Air soaked with sobs and hisses.
Small pill, terminating life
“A little matter” she says
“I can’t keep the baby”.
On her knees a praying wife
“Even just one” she says
“I can keep the baby”.
A desert land, dry wells
Parched tongues, needing one drop.
Deep blue sea, alarm bells
Drowning head, needing air sop.
A fair trial, just judge
Vindication even to this poor.
Another bleak, arousing grudge
Condemnation, steel bars, brass doors.
One minute walk
The sun rises, the sun sets
It is bright, it is dark
Life is paradox, sure bet