Voyage

Water. I need water. Can someone help a man Dying of thirst? Dying of hunger? You with the watering can! Can you spare a drop or two? Be kind to a weary one For tomorrow it might be you too Life decides to use for fun. My path I didn't choose My journey chose only me I fear I'm destined to lose And be lost like a drop in a sea I am strong. Well, I was! I am tired. Still am! Life for me is a fuss All clogged up like a dam. I see my end. Thankful. My end beckons ruefully Suddenly, I feel like a fool At the self-discovery of my folly! My end ends with an open door, A cup of water on the other side, Loose change on the bare floor And a new map for the ride.