Midnight Meditation

It’s just thirty one minutes past midnight,
I’m lying on my wooden bed holding my sleek black phone,
My eyes are sagging, almost giving up to sleep,
But i remember i have to baby sit my growing infant (my blog),

Away From Home

Take me to the banks of Luangwa river, i want to bond with the crocodiles,
Let me lie down on the soft grass, and watch the sun as it illuminates the world,
Allow me to observe the hippos as they graze, are they jews or gentiles?
Let me listen to the gushing sound of water as it navigates to the oceans, curled,