To Sea

Out at sea on a sailboat
as winds stop to blow
the small craft ceases to move
and in the deserted expanse
fishes provide us company
they listen to our serious chatter
and understand something is wrong
unlike humans who are ignorant
to all our tears and agonies
I think I'll spend my life here
on this becalmed sea

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Last updated October 25, 2014