1/14/92- My Life, The Sky, The Sea

                                                       1/14/92
                                      Port Elizabeth,South Africa
 
                 My Life,The Sky,The Sea
 
 
     And it all lies before me
     The sea,the sky,my life
     A chip of lunar jewelry hangs high
     Between a flight and endless night
     This place is a sigh of relief
     Nature's hands,soothing touch of equality
     When in the sea all are wet
     Our skins shine no matter the color
     The salt stings and heals our wounds
     Hands and feet wrinkle after a while
     To be here,Here,in the now
     Puts yesterday and its hate
     Tomorrow and its fear
               aside
    
     Still,I look down,see the guards
     Feel the sadness,the madness
     In that at home no one cares
     There a pawn of politics I am not
     A part of this,apart from this
     I remain who I am,without judgment
     And it all lies before me
     My life,the sky,the sea.