Test the Waters

February 25, 2011
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Off course rough winds have taken me at sea
The compass that was innocence shattered
So were the waters calm, naïveté
But now the eye of Growth halts not- gathers

This lasting tempest of maturity
Disguised by lying winds of adulthood
Brings forth the youth belied by fantasy
Crushes the deck then snaps the masts for good

And so submerged halfway by failure’s sea
A wrecked captain has but a raft to claim
Clung to a plank of wood—buoyant mercy
Coriolis might bring this man his aim

I pray Emancipation’s launch need not
For now I know I will have to undock

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