041610a Back Where Green Grows Poem by Manonton Dalan

tonight would be another place of work
i would be out dancing with real waves
out from chesapeake, up, down, across
the eastern seaboard aboard the greatest
navy ship that made difference in decades
i know, you'll say that, i'm earning a living

i will be sleeping in a box-like cubicle, not
even size of your half bed; your kids bunkbeds
but i manage to survive, i did it before; easy
our mind takes care of the odds with a bit of
inspiration, word acceptance is so powerful
in opening lots of avenue some of us only dream