The
boat in the open sea
The
Bugis warrior alone to see
The
floating monies in his eyes
Every
where his eyes can watch
There
is nothing he could do
He
needs land and water
In
the open sea of monies
What
can it do without land?
The
Bugis warrior pedals alone
Rowing
his boat rowing to his soul
He
rows furiously in search of land
His
bottle of water running low
“God,
let me see land
I
can't be on the open sea
I
will not survive alone here
Let
me find my sanctuary”
The
Bugis warrior hears nothing
He
only sees the sea of monies
Up
north as he watches
The
luxury liner slowly sinks into the deep sea
He
cries alone
He
is alone to face his demons
He
sees sharksfins circle his boat
“It
can't be me!”
He
rows quickly
Every
minute he knows it matters
Rowing
and rowing until he is exhausted
Finding
land and water so far away
The
strong wind blowing
The
huge waves rolling in
He
knows he has no chance
His
boat capsizes so along with him
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