Tired

Tired of the games they play

Sore from the work I do

Wrinkled from the age I am

The colour I feel is blue

Look up towards the sun today

Breathe in and close the eyes

Thinking of the place to be

The ocean breeze and sandflies

Listening for the waves

Thoughts starting to run

Breathe is quickening

Remember to have fun

But then the eyes will open

And birds above in the trees

Laughing and calling

For we are not free