Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Orange

Alive and well in an orange lifeboat
The sea ahead,
to swim,
or float?
Or wonder till the sky turns grey
What might could happen, could I stay.

And in the night I think again
Should I flee and shall I swim?
Do I abandon all I have
To save myself
and those with me
A fragile life
from deadly sea.

But in the dawn
In morning's phase
The gulls observe my foolish ways
Of finding out that in my sleep
I lost myself
Within the deep.


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