Self
Destruction
Each man has his own island
where happiness and joy flourish
Among undergrowth and peaceful vines.
winds glide gently along
But each island is surrounded
by treacherous waters of hate
Guilt and self-destruction are there
to arouse mankind's curiosity
When the deadly waters of greed
wash upon man's shores
He will be engulfed
Alone with the uncultivated plants
that could have been his salvation.
Jls/69 (Joni)