Rasta Israel Uda


Dinner with Perpetual


Under the full blue moon
we stroll on main street.
Hey fellow, please where is the
restaur; don't rant, on phase 3?
It's alright, both of you look
flamboyant.

Under the shade of palm tree,
madam social with deep root, arrange
us with food grown within this
neighborhood; let it be in
natural mood.

On the way back to my crib,
I was sweating so much in my
white kaftan,
cow tail pepper soup, see what you
did;
Oh, I forgot to step down with
pure palm wine.
Golden spark, lightened my head as I
followed shaggy root;
Oh Lord, bless us with your trooth.

On a roller coaster ride in
amusement park;
we clung to each other as we
move up high.
No matter the chase, we
navigated, alright.
I pet her, with lips, full
of rhythms.

Submitted: Friday, January 17, 2014
Edited: Saturday, May 17, 2014

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