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The
fisherman on his boat
Sailing
out in the dawn of misty clouds
He
has to take his chances
In
the open sea...
The
ripples on the sea
The
silence greet him
He
doesn't hear the echo of the wind
He is
alone waiting in his boat
He
prays for a good catch
He is
running low on his cash
He
has many mouths to feed
He
can't understand how his money shrinks
He
only knows he has to earn a living
Out
in the open sea....
But
nothing seems to work today
He
has nothing as time ticks away
He
returns empty handed
He is
worried about his family
With
bills to pay and food on the table
He is
running out of option
And
his friends say
“Our
currency drops like bad
We
have to work harder
To
get back to what we had”
But
he has no option
It is
his boat and the open sea
Catch
today live today
Tomorrow
is hard to say
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