A word with several meanings
Some I will apply
Some people’s lives, cruise control
Mine is on overdrive
A wish for a calm Sunday
Morning, afternoon, and night
The forecast for me, uncertain
I’m still tip-toeing, like a little mouse
I make a wish, deep in my heart
For the money to come to my hands
To bring me to a fortunate place
Rather than where I reside
To take a trip out to sea
Cruise peacefully on
By each bay, day and night
Tranquility, that would surely be
It’s not in the cards, ya see, not yet
I pray and beg and barter and plea
To find a place of my own
I’m stuck here in my suffering
A cruise I could use, for real…
The Ramblings of E.M. Kingston 