The Ocean

The ocean 
What a lonely place to be
Men, women and children even
Crowding on a boat
Drifting through the wet unknown
Risking their lives on worn out wood
Having no room to move

Floating in the summer heat
Burning in the white rays
Worrying about the future to come
Not having eaten in days
Drinking only stale water 
The ocean – what a scary place to be
When you have no-where to go
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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