12 November 2014


If you think about it
Nothing much has changed
I’m still the same 
Drowning soul holding on
To the life line you sold me

Somehow, that first time
I managed to swim ashore

I paced the sand
Decided to find a path
Any path 
Leading away from open ocean
Away from the capriciousness
Of its winds    

But the earth is round

I walked, walked
Finally I looked up 

That's when I noticed 
I had returned