Those people
Left you
A water jug in
Your hand
A match in the
Other
You sit there
Thinking,
Did the sailors
Really know you
Did they know you
Enough to hate you?
Did they see
What kind of person
You really were?
Would they ever
Come back to
Save you?
No.
And they never
Will.
You get up
To view the scenery.
A parrot, a toucan,
A hippopotamus.
A fern, a rose,
A lily.
You eat a banana for
Dinner.
Talk about the
Pain of getting it
Open.
You see a ship.
A sailing ship.
You build
Hope.
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