Gazing upon the evening skies…
Can you see the beauty of the bright west?
Can you fathom the warmth of the colorful wonder?
Can you feel the cool breeze blowing?
I cherish this more than Jollof Rice.

My God! what a marvelous wonder,
A perfect gaze could rid one of all ponder,
Of all the hate and drama,
Of all spiteful lips,
Can this be my karma?
Even the trees dance
and the birds waver home.
Arms open wide; This is trance.
I just want to be lost in it.

©Kim Dashong.2016