Tuesday, January 17, 2012

exile dream of a refugee

in a trip on the sea
to the holy lands
the ship battled a rough of fate
slick the captain
but the storm
pulled worst of tricks
they all fought they all lost they all drownd
for the sharks deep below
will easily feast
untill the moring
on the shore
a body was found
a kiss of life all the water inside of him just came out
oh holy sands oh holy lands
he came back
at the shore all around him they were happy
welcome back
he just smiled i've just arrived
am at the shore
still thisrty for more

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