THE BAHAMAS DREAMING.

[boitumelo]

DAY DREAMING,THE BAHAMAS,ALL IN MY MIND..IN MY MIND I CAN FEEL THE SEA BREEZE.. OBSERVING NATIVE GIRLS DANCING UNDER PALM TREES...FEELS CLOSE, BUT THE BAHAMAS IS FARAWAY..THE BAHAMAS DREAMING,ON A CONFINED GHETTO WINTER DAY...SIPPING ON A NON ALCOHOLIC DRINK,HELD IN MY HAND..WALKING BARE FEET UPON THE ISLAND WHITE SAND..WATCHING THE SEA BIRDS AS THEY LAND THEN FLY AWAY... THE BAHAMAS DREAMING, ON A CONFINED GHETTO WINTER DAY...LOOKING OUT INTO THE OCEAN, HEARING THE ROAR..WATCHING THE PELICANS AND SEA GULLS WANDERING UPON THE SHORE..PEACEFUL MEDITATION,AS UPON THE ISLAND GROUND I LAY..THE BAHAMAS DREAMING, ON A CONFINED GHETTO WINTER DAY.....WITHIN BLUE OCEAN WAVES, SWIMMING ARE BOTTLE NOSE DOLPHINS.UPON A FISHERMAN'S BOAT TRYING TO CATCH LARGE BLACK MARLINS...BENEATH BLUE SKIES,HOT, FEELING THE SUN'S RAYS. THE BAHAMAS DREAMING , ON A CONFINED GHETTO WINTER DAY...SNORKELING CLOSE TO SHORE, NOT DEEP BELOW THE OCEAN.HIDING BEHIND KELP,OBSERVING SEA ANIMALS IN MOTION...UPON SHORE WATCHING THE ISLAND CHILDREN PLAY..THE BAHAMAS DREAMING, ON A CONFINED GHETTO WINTER DAY...ISLAND REGGAE MUSICIANS, WITH THE CROWD DANCING...THE BAHAMAS PEOPLE, AFRICAN DESCENDANTS,AS THEY SPEAK THEIR CULTURE HISTORY I BEGIN LISTENING...SEEMS THE SPIRIT OF THE ISLAND IS BECKONING. GROWING DESIRE, I SHOULD LEAVE TO THE BAHAMAS TODAY..THE BAHAMAS DREAMING, ON A CONFINED GHETTO WINTER DAY........