Vivien Marie Lopez
Twenty one, twenty two:
Start the fire, forget the cruise.
We stay, twenty three
This island – isolated, undisturbed, virgin.
Naïve but pure, twenty four.
Evolutionary, naturalists’ detour.
Keep quiet, keep the safety dome
Twenty five, anything cruel won’t make the tomes.
Hide and seek, delete, survive
Twenty six, swallow and don’t get sick
Darkness has a way to keep you in line
The ignorance of what is outside, what is wild
Twenty seven, be trusting, be kind
Any secret is well kept, you won’t need eyes.
Don’t see, don’t hear, don’t speak,
Twenty eight, the future doesn’t have a lucky streak
Believe otherwise, twenty nine
You’re okay, I’m great, you’re best, I’m fine
Nothing to it really, thirty.
Bless the two people left, last ones in debt
Thirty one, it’s now either life or death.