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Campfire


The steady winds blows
Across the sea to the land
We were building a tent
Right there on the sand

The sun shines so bright
With the most bluest sky
And we would stop to look
When the girls passes by

It was five of us
Frankie and Dost 
They both pass away now
We five were very close

And there was Dion
Who lives next to me?
And from across the street
Me and my friend Cutty

Almost every two weeks
We would pick a beach to go
And this week we choose 
 To camp here in mayaro

We were young and free
And full of life’s desire
We would talk of our dreams
Smoking a joint by the campfire

The stars were so bright
With a beautiful full moon
And we made a pot of soup
But nobody brought a spoon

Next day walking up the shore
Meet a girl name Caroline
That’s was so many years go
But her face still lives in my mind

She was with her sisters 
They were by a coconut tree
Couldn’t take my eyes off her
She just looks and smiles at me

And every chance I got
Would go to talk with her
Can still feel the pain today
when she  leaves in father,s  car

We always go back to mayaro
But I never saw her again
And as I write this poem
Till today can still feel the pain

When you are young 
Your life is full of stories
Some with your disappointments
And some with your glories’

My friends dost and Frankie 
Died when I am in America
 Never reaching their dreams
They wish for by the campfire

Dion is a Rasta now
Still lives in Trinidad
Cutty spend a year in New York
Then return because his kids were sad

I always say if ever make it
Big here in New York
Will bring my friends and just
Like the old days we will talk

We use tell our dreams
That we hope one day to aspire
Five naive young friends
Smoking a joint by the campfire

Rest in peace my friends
As I end this poem I know
You’re by a campfire in heaven
Talking bout the days in mayaro
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