Lost at sea
Today I decided to task myself into doing something different. I'm a lover of poems but never gave it a go. So I decided to write a poem myself. This right here is my first poem. I do hope you like it
"Sail", He said
"Sail and make exploits, sail until you reach the shores back to me"
To each and every one of us He gave the instructions.
The vast sea of undiscovered treasures He had let us all sail in
To each his boat and paddle
He sat patiently at the shore
To watch but not meddle in our fishing and exploits
Awaiting our arrival
With his invisible hands he holds up the boats that has turned wobbly
We were all meant to meet Him after we must have docked our boats
At the shore
Who would have thought that many would be lost at sea?
That the desire to find all the hidden treasures of His sea
Would lead many to dock in the deepest part of the sea?
That many trusting sailors would be lost at sea because they trusted blindly?
That some would choose to be lost at sea because they deny the existence of the shore?
"None of my sailors would be lost at sea", He says
Therefore he sent search parties to being back those lost at sea
But what did lost sailors do?
They stripped and shamed the search parties
They robbed them of their boats and drowned them at the deepest part of he sea
The survivors they sent back in battered form to Him but he would not give up
"None of my sailors would be lost at sea", He still says.
He also sent me but my boat never docked
I thought I was sailing towards the shore but I got lost at sea in a quest for more treasures
Now I try to find my way back to Him at the shore
The tides are high and the treasures in my boat leaves it at the brink of wreck
But no I won't tire
One by one I will lighten my boat
For what is the worth of the treasures I have gathered
If my boat capsizes and I don't reach the shore
Lost at sea
Thanks for reading
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