Under the Stars on a Saturday Night

Sitting under the stary sky

Music fills the space between I and it

The clicking of dominos

The old store owner plays

Across the street a man shakes

Anxiety consumes

A women watches the children play

With their sticks and bikes in the street

The taste of the coffee candy comforts

The insects sing

Streetlights are reflected

Off of the plantain leaves

The shadow of a stranger

Paints the newly paved road

As before it was only dust

Now more than enough

Looking up at the stars

Wondering how high we will climb

In a developing country

On a Saturday night