At the Ripples of the Sun's Rays, I Stare

At the ripples of the Sun’s rays, I stare. In water, I fight to rise, but I sink; Sinking and crying for a breath of air. Above me, on the shore, they do not care That I have fallen over the blue brink At the ripples of the Sun’s rays. I stare. They will live more than me, since they are there With more than enough breath. I cannot think Sinking and crying for a breath of air. The current pulls me away from my share Of life, which above, the indulgents drink. At the ripples of the Sun’s rays, I stare. The growing pressure is hard to bear, As I watch their images slowly shrink, Sinking and crying for a breath of air. I push to live, as they do. It’s not fair That I drown in these debts of which I sink; At the ripples of the Sun’s rays, I stare, Sinking and crying for a breath of air.