A Walk By The Beach...
By the blue sea, run a hundred faces,
Their hearts aflutter, paunches held aloft,
While the lovers blend into the unseen places
With their cuddles and kisses, sweet and soft...
And the sun in a rage,
sets on fire the sky
In a riot of colours yet unseen by man
The last moments of a warrior, in a blaze of glory
To lend life to a canvas, as best as it can...
And the aged wise men sit, awaiting,
Deliverance, from a life so full of weariness;
And the children play, in all innocence, hating
The elders who grudge them an hour's happiness...
And the youth look in vain for just a little love,
To the sea, they tell their troubles, a shoulder to cry on
While birds laugh at them all, from high high above,
Such ends another day, and another day is born...