Sailboat
I am a sailboat.
A sailboat without a sail.
Without any wind to guide me.
My life is the ocean,
Angry and fierce and unpredictable.
It tosses me from side to side,
The water pouring in,
And just before I sink...
The storm comes to a halt.
The watter disappears,
Leaving no traces of the damage done,
Just a few salt lines,
On the worn out boards...
This poem is about:
Me
My community
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