ME (10/01/1975 / st lucia)

On The Open Sea

we face the winter breze of the ocean
upon that which fails to see we do
to each other we claim
that the sea has nothing for us this day

even in the turns of the waters
we find our souls lost in time
as the sailors did in time past
the offer their lives for futures be

never we to belive that we are stagnant
cause we are to be disdained bout
the future that is now before us
can we now be there for us when we fall

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