Home From the Sea

Home from the sea he is walking into the town, new trousers and jacket bought in America, shiny shoes. He smiles to the girls who smile back he has money in his pocket home from the sea. He has many friends they come in the bar to say halo, beer is flowing he pays home from the sea flush of money. Smells of expensive after-shave bought in America. He is walking into town, his jacket is no longer new and shoes not shiny he is broke does not go to the bar. It is a dull day. He goes down to the office that hires seamen, ask if there is a job. Not today, come back tomorrow. The way back home is long and rain falls.