Hike
Aligning our forces with
divine powers,
downwind to the Marquesas we passed the hours.
On the isle of Nuku Hiva there was nowhere to go,
so we sat at anchor eating popcorn and went with the flow.
Along came Bruno,
he enrolled us in a hike,
as there was nothing in that paradise
we didn't like.
We trekked for hours,
Bruno said we might be lost,
oh, the price of freedom,
carried such a cost!
Copyright © Kathryn Sweeney | Year Posted 2018
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