My Palm Trees
A brilliant beach of dazzling blue
My eyes wander, straying to you.
Your skirt is long and purple in hue.
We're sunbathing, just us a pair of two.
My straw hat casts shadows on my face.
How I love this moment--only in this moment can I erase
The wildly profound drama and doubt
That this world spews at me with mystery and clout.
How is it everyday I am struggling to stand?
My hands on my knees as I beg please,
Not another social media post about violence, making me ill at ease.
It's not that I cannot accept that the world isn't perfect,
But just that every day, every moment of the day I can't hear it.
It blocks my judgement and weakens my heart.
It makes me feel as if I want to be in a world apart.
I have no metal, no shield to deal with this yield of chaos every day.
Thank the Heavens I have God, He is my sanity.
That perhaps I am safe in His grasp,
Underneath this towering palm tree,
My happy place with a smile on my face,
Devoid of worry.
Will the everlasting be one stretch of sea?
Will I be ever-gazing under a palm tree?
If so, I'll take it.
I'll gladly take it.
And I look forward to all the spring times of May.
Because rebirth and renewal is what this world needs.
And for people to care about each other, please.
I know there is more good in our hearts than bad.
I choose to shape up and be glad,
And retreat to my palm trees when things are sad.
-Jassy Jubilee
10/06/2019
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