I wander in hopelessness
this barren sea of humanity
my hope fades to pity
in a world of uncommon ground
stuck on an island called isolation
resigned to watching fruit grow
on a lone mango tree
waiting for a perfect tide
to catch a simple meal
oysters clams muscles
and if I am lucky
a succulant spiny lobster
a cold glass of fresh squeezed lemonade
as I watch the sun descend
on this lost society

remember winter
those long never ending nights
summer days away

drink the rain
heavens bleeding pain
mans' insane

meadow of flowers
sweetly smells in summer breeze
as I drift asleep

taking what's not theirs
as if entitled to them
with no punishment
we're in an upside down world
villains killing innocence

regret in rear view
always living in the past
missing your exit