I wish you were born here,
or I was born there.
Perhaps the globe forgot about love
when creating nations.

Kupe believed -
when visas never existed.

The pilgrims had right of passage
to forge in fires
a new beginning.

2021 is an age I don't belong.
I want my waka to come to you
and to hold you in my arms
till our last breath passes.
With thoughts of the memories
we made together

Ah, cruel life.
Your death kiss is oceans, paperwork,
pandemics and the sour taste
of two minds married
that move past
and move on.

The Poet Looks at the World , The Way A Man Looks at a Woman .
"" Beautifully Scripted"

Thank you Laska Paul

Always a fan

I don’t think the globe could foresee the internet, it crosses oceans we
can only dream of crossing sometimes.