She cupped her hands
And the sun popped
Into her palms
Leaving a blue calm
Like time stopped
Waiting for the night
To grease
The canvas dark
And meet the trees
Around the arc
Kissing the land
Of coco and betel nuts
Her mellow face
Tinted with sunglow
And eyes shut
Dreaming she went
Into the play-tent
Of the night sky
And played again
Make believe games
Of knights and dames
Shushing herself
Quiet in the land
Of coco and betel nuts
Light streaking
Into her secret world
Through holes in the sky
Or stars as some called
The spirits of those gone
Lighting up the night
And keeping oversight
Of the whispering leaves
And the make believe
Stories they said
To fascinate the people
Of coco and betel nuts
Stories of valour
And stories of love
How they fought the storms above
And the millionth sun
They saw sink
One would think
The world would scare ‘em
But if you could hear ‘em
They were just lost souls
Swaying with the music
That filled the land
Of coco and betel nuts
And the rhythm of their song
Repeating along
Every night and every day
Another moon rose
Another sun died
To remind those
Who swayed
And those who stayed
Both in the same verse
We have the same curse
In the universe
Of coco and betel nuts
Poetic Injustice 