Daytona or Sarasota, which one?

The beaches, are the work’s treasure’s
Why?
Is God speaking
Is He getting mad?

You been the judge
He never gets mad
He is sad
Because, He needs your love

Is His silence in the nights, as He sleeps?
Is the brightness of the sun, waking up?
He’s all there …
Whether you like it or not

Life’s a preference
One’s refers the other not
You prefer Red over pink
Perhaps ivory vs ebony

Which one your favorite keys?
The note, that can put you to sleep?
The melodies, only you can hear in your sleep
The perfume, you smell in the distance?

In Daytona beach
The sounds of the birds
As the gentle breeze wakes up
The fly out … to catch a swim naked

57 miles from Orlando
The birds fly out
To swim in there, in the oceans by the beach
As they leave prints in the sand, they were there

NASCAR race known
In Volusia County went hunting
With a zip of red wine
Some birds got drunk

With a pleasant feeling in their beak
They peak at the orange Florida’s sun
They awake tire with fun
Now the sun’s gone

23 miles connected
To the Atlantic oceans
Surfing, kayaking and paddling a beetle bug
As he laid onto the sun with all tiny of him

He awakes baked
His tiny body screams
All burned from the sun
A swim takes he, the water and waves friends

A party town
Daytona in the day
Nightona in the night
As waves bring back all the evenings fun

Sarasota, best of sea food
Libby’s Restaurant you can liberate your palette
Connors Steak and Sea Food
You can bring your appetite

You’ll never die of hunger
As you walk in …
There’s a special
That lives in there, is all for your food appetite

There’s a friend
Of mine …
In Sarasota
She has a gorgeous name of Mary Lou

Yes, her name Mary Lou
Her last name will not quote
I should mention her
Without shame …

Mary Lou from Sarasota
Last name Davidson
My producer …
I will bring her with me

When I visit Sarasota
Shopping, till I drop
I have no once of energy
In my blood …

I utilized it all in my sleep
I never take drugs, no smoke, no alcohol
A boring life? Oh no, not I
I only drink with my God

He never drunk
He never complaints
He works 24/7/365
He never has no penny in his pockets

He has no home
He not rich …
He as poor, the poorest of all
He’s the richest I’ve ever known

He’s famous
He’s was killed
He was innocent
He was never loved

Because, he was spat on
Lost in the temple …
Preached to the sinners
Arose a dead man from the grave

Yes, he was never believed …
He stated, he could build in 3 days
He claimed to be the son of man
He was crucified …
A king to the Jews … you be the judge!

I’ve a question:
Where do you think, He resides?
In Daytona beach or Nightona?
In Sarasota or in Minnesota?

Minerva A. Garcia, Your Poet

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