Bay Area

Bay Area

126 miles away from home…

Some say Home, is where the heart is

Home is where u live,

But with

An Imagination,

an invitation

To cross over the bridge,

A easy travel system

Just a few steps away...

In to a dark tunnel

To a place we call the bay.

The bay area…

A blended mix of colors

A cold, yet calming wind

The sounds of seals, you hear it…

there the ferry goes again.

It moves along the water

Travel to a fro

To show a little history

That people never knew

Off the ferry we go

To taste the lovely food,

Please, take off

your coat, this gone be good

A 3-some of seasonings in every

Little bite

With a shot of tequila

To start the night life...

Horns are a blare

The lights are bright

Lovers hand in hand

In the cold of night

The bay area…

Home is the where the heart is

The bay is home to me

From The smell of the air

To The leaves that fall from tree

Interracial faces,

The blend of culture roots

With shopping malls,

To buy your favorite boots

Market Street,

Don't walk alone in the dark

Piss smell doorways

Hoes on the clock,

Working for that little bit of cash,

Risking their life to sale a whole lot of ass

The bay area…

Despite of the

negative things that are describe,

Come see for yo

ur self, take a little ride

An imagination,

An invitation,

To take a trip with me

Over the bridge

To my place of serenity

The bay area…..

by, Markita Pallett