Jealous of the moon
I am tonight
as she admires the full moon
than me,
her companion for the night

Our love is real
and the moon is our destiny,
We will live on the moon forever, just the two of us,
my darling.
How can we go if we have no Rocket, my sweet heart?
We are the rocket,
Our hearts are the twin rocket engines.
And fueled by love, we will fly to the moon
and live forevermore.

Many nights,
I lay on my bed thinking of you,
But when it comes to my senses that you are married
I get little jealous dimples in my heart,
And more worse , to think that tonight your husband is making love to you
I get physical heart holes and a broken soul,
for playing with forbidden water.

Palm trees swaying leaves
Beach-comb is its foundation,
white long sandy beaches,
Emerald sea on the shore,
Turquoise sea of offshore coral reefs,
and blue sea at the depths
rich in marine life; diversified,
is my island in the sun,
Paradise
is my Island Home.

Sophisticated border fences reaching to the heavens with;
Sharp barbed wires,
High voltage electric wires,
Coloured CCTV cameras at every corner,
And armed guards stand behind the border fences
24/7 all through the year
With one big purpose ‘to stop the migrants from crossing over’.

The women and the children cry begging;
"Switch off the electric wires
And open the gate for us to come in,
Cut those fences open
And let us come in,
Destroy the cameras
And stop recording even our faintest cries,
Put down your weapons
And allow us enter your world,
Please give us a chance to live."

"Love is a fragile commodity. It gets broken even with the right buyer or owner. Imagine how shattered love is with the wrong buyer or owner.
DISASTER!"