Godswana

Gondwana I woke up it was morning and a year had gone My future was behind me I only had to live for the day And not bother with philosophical questions but Set the day free to wander, see where it will take me. I hope it is not Madagascar this island of muddy shores Steamy heat, odd animals with big empty eyes A variety of snakes and dusty roads leading nowhere This Island was once a part of a supercontinent but it Moved out of time Madagascar is a reminder of not to Worry about now whatever happens it will move out The world is a stage where most of us a statists but has No say about the script; time takes care of that.