Forgotten upon the seas of life
Where perils enter in great strife;
Time passes and does not light,
I drift without a dwelling in sight.

I lived, I loved, I became undone,
Drifting as I can’t outrun
These oceans of hostility
— That destroy my humanity.

I long for a day
Where I can stay
Upon a land
Where a home does stand.

But until that time
I’ll drift like wind
Upon these seas that never end:
For they define my barren trends.

For I am a man without a home,
Drifting upon these seas alone:
Roaming, as I try to find,
I wait…

Forgotten by K. Saitta
© 2007-2021 Walk In Verse All rights reserved

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