Wooden planks laid adjacent beneath
Sown together with a bed of nails
A rod that bolstered a pair of sails
Stood steady contingent upon the seas
Without cargo it travelled till now
Yet albatross was a lone passenger
He knew not how to cry nor how to anger
And always led with a smile and bow
Keeping the tiller aimed forward
Straight and pointed as an arrow
Drowning the old sail man’s sorrow
Came the fervour of the merciless wave
Like a lavish gift from God
The sadness could not reach
He knew not how to beseech
No new hopes were born at all
Continuing the journey on his saddle
Head kept looking afar
The water swallowed his guitar
Hence losing the tune of his paddle
He struck a bargain with himself
His dreams knew not defeat nor vengeance
Anticipation can’t escape price and penance
Apprehended from what once was
Taking a chance with the sky
He plead for help like a dying man
With the hopes of an enduring plan
But it was time to say goodbye
Granted now it was up or down
What once was, is no longer his own
The tale could be told if he had grown
He succumbed to let his fate unfold
Unravelling a twisted spiral
The water filling fast within
Flashes come of what has been
All will be gone in a while
Parts of his body had been forsaken
He became a broken sail man
Never learning how to abandon
Only to have his possessions taken
-The Broken Sail Man
