Reicarnation
Ain't it a consequence as the breeze of the Sea hits you with a gentle kiss
sublime, blissful, as a old face wrinkled is
time has a story to tell talk about the history of this gentlemen
before he walked the plank he was already thinking about killing them
of course the bastards killed his family first and that was this killers kin
Sad heart for a fellow that once had deck mates
of a dock of Thailand camouflaged like a blood diamond
great white sharks, blood by the gallon
A reef straw that saved my life now Raider's sing to my Violin
Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2016
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