the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 285 – High Seas

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Aboard a vessel of the seas
Where maintenance is mandatory
And the broken need the fixing
But attempts show no progress
And dear Government,
We know you’re paying less.
But, come on.
How could you not have foreseen?
Your lack of insight leaves you
Lackluster, unclean.
And to punish us is to punish us all.
Aboard the vessel
That remains alone and empty.


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