The beach is perfect – bright sun blue ocean hot sand
A group of humans play a game called volleyball
Everyone smiles encourages laughs
This game is for fun
Males in bathing suits, Females in bathing suits
A mix of nations playing volleyball together
One woman sits watching, only eyes, a black shadow
The game continues. . .
Most of the humans can play the game called volleyball
The inspiration for this poem comes from a beautiful day in Penang, Malaysia, when not everyone was able to play a simple game.