walking miles & miles
kicking the soft grains of sand
to watch in awe the acclaimed latin/arab mix product of dance & vocal talent....among others
after long hours of waiting & sweating & suffering the ugly faces of human greed & lack of concern for their fellowship.
we stand ...we hold our breath..we prepare to be amazed....
she appears..
she pops..she drops
she moans & groans
laughs & cries
she shakes & rattle..almost roll
she pouts
she hollars
she disapears
& we clap so strongly
& we thank her humbleness
and we condolence ourselves that it was an experience
although not as enriching as we had hoped but ....
"I" in my own humble ego...know in any life time passed or future...
would have been that good.
2 comments:
nothing a little love, care and band-aid can't fix.
Right?
lool yep!
that's the other me!
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