the spices of life 19

Sitting on the chair
Admiring the cool breezes of the night
Of those years wondering how the time passed
Sipping cool drinks admiring the sunset

The sea ripples of hungry lines
Racing further to nowhere
Like some of the people
Busy working hard 9 to 5

End of the day
End of the years
They have nothing to show
Only lines on the faces

Years of youth gone
Leaving the footprints in the minds
Debts and lost dreams
The way of lives

The spices of living
Mix the correct ingredients
Get the best aroma in life
Believe in what you can do

Now the empty sun lounger
Staring into the sea at night
The soft breezes whirring away
The silence from the emptiness

The politics of make believe
Alleys hide agenda camouflaged
In time the walls crack
The smell of deceit and corruption

The cool drink quenched
The ripples travel far into the night
The echo of the night wind
Silently whisper changes will come