Who would have thought this place could
be so now; without hug-up, and shoulder slaps
or people laughing: hard hard, loud loud
and the streets bare, like a bald headed man
Who would have thought this place could
exist in the annuals of our history, so soon
No tabla, no tassa no steelpan would
dare to enliven a crowded street, because
we court death, for corona virus strains, could
wipeout any dancing street of Trinidad and Tobago
to a page subtitled long time this place could.
© gillena cox 2021
REVISIT
BUS TOUR
...Queens Park Savannah
...St James
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Poets and Storytellers United
BUS TOUR
...Queens Park Savannah
...St James
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #68: Where Are You Placed?
