By the Water's Edge
Suddenly sitting soberly at the water’s edge,
Averting and avoiding the sun by a straw hat,
Watching wearily the tide rolling away,
Wondering why wastefully I lived my life
Feeling far from frantic thoughts
Sadly swallowing bitter guilt I gained from the past.
The tightened thick rope round my waist,
And an anchor as heavy as it can be tight to it
Riveting remorse ready and waiting to be dropped by the water’s edge.
08/04/19
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