This dangerous world never
to be tamed,
struggling to survive in the
life we share,
in the scramble it’s all
part of the game,
fighting to protect those
for whom we care.
The darkest nights can be
forever black,
in the blindness we stumble
and often fall,
searching deeply for the
courage we lack,
afraid to journey down the
lonely dark hall.
In the mist of confusion our
mind’s in a whirl,
stopping to drink coffee
from a special mug,
as danger lurks putting the
spirit into pearl,
then without warning came a
blow and a thud.
Bleeding profusely from a
wound in the head,
one’s thoughts in the
excitement trying to
collect,
all the while wondering if
we’ll soon be dead,
it was thought to be simple,
to serve and protect.
Now threading to survive in
the vast cold ocean,
deadly war of life show no
human compassion,
just a constant struggle of
violence in motion,
for raging hearts seeking
wealth is all the fashion.