birdsongs

I sailed an ocean, unsettled ocean, through restful waters and deep commotion, often frightened, unenlightened; Sail on, sail on sailor.

I wrest the waters, fight Neptune’s waters; sail through the sorrow of life’s marauders, unrepenting, often empty; Sail on, sail on sailor.

Caught like a sewer rat alone but I sail, bought like a crust of bread, but oh do I wail.

Seldom stumble, never crumble, try to tumble, life’s a rumble, feel the stinging I’ve been given, never ending, unrelenting, heartbreak searing, always fearing, never caring, persevering; Sail on, sail on, sailor.