I lose track of the beach shoreline
feel the wetness of the mud
notice the redness of the sun
blending with the gray sky
take deep inhales, wilder exhales
reflect on my days
madness surrounding me
calmness drowning me
I clear my foggy mind
inhale, exhale
wonder if the sky ends or the drone sleeps
hear my parents’ screams:
Come back to the sand
otherwise, a bullet may land
in your land
turning your dream into ash
your cause into cash