Red, Green & Blue
By Sparks In The Odd Forest
I smell rain in the air, ...taste dust in my throat.
The people wait for their time to dig, life measured by what weather brings, God's narration .
A boda drives by under that vast blue sky, a friendly wave, joyous eyes.
A little faster, called by the ride master, ... launch into canter, education left, children scatter.
Its the red green and blue, that will draw me back to you.
with your chaos and peace, in constant battle.
intoxicated with this place, a dream from the saddle.
Its curious faces, that greet mounted strangers.
our circus passes and entertains her
a forgotten village, ... middle of nowhere.
No hurry in Africa, .... life without a care.
A little faster, called by the ride master, ... launch into canter, education left, children scatter.
Its the red green and blue, that will draw me back to you,
with your chaos and peace, in constant battle,
intoxicated with this place, a dream from the saddle.
