your ship is pushed
towards shore
with high winds.
a violent
storm of nature,
bending to what
you know is
wrong, kneeling
to other people's
whims. the hull
is splintered
against the rocks.
you can only swim
towards land,
get your feet back
on the ground.
you need to plant
your flag
and live there.
leave the ocean
and its wild
waters for others.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
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