Charlie Everitt

Change is coming, good change
First bad. Rumble in the jungle,
Cold, stone, city faces look sad.
Quiet, concrete, paved orderly walls,
Coconut palms swing,
Coconuts fall.
Rumble in the jungle, monkeys laugh
Birds sing. A brick clock
Chimes another hour, a
Piece of coral for a ring.
Sand between toes, the sun warms the face,
No urgent rush,
No need to race!