Monday, December 6, 2010

Give us melanin or give us death!


 
Egg yoke sunny rays of light
Drip from the sky
Runnily

While the earth waits hungrily.
The horizon squints and
The ocean glints.

The sand sits, stunned.
The shade sulks, shunned.

And the sun strokes
The backs of the pleasure seeking leisure folk

Who wait expectantly
At the edges of the sea
In a dazed and hazy reverie.

"Give us melanin or give us death!"
They scream defiantly.

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