Unfurl Clear Sail

Black storm whispers and answer,
I have never seen ever,
I have never been free
Sing siren sweet ever after,
Oh midnight shroud,
of make believe.
Bring back the bonny blue oceans,
A sigh from the nexus as i am received.
Chained to the mast as I willingly bleed,
Sharp jagged rocks as I crimson the sea.
Compelled as the black earth eats at my soul,
gift all of my blood to the briny blue bowl.
After the tempest has had its say,
after the sharks have had their way,
when all that i am is then washed away,
I'll come home to you.

(c)2016 Michael James Garlan