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The Lonely Fisherman�s Prayer

This knife is an ocean
It carries me away
Life in slow motion
My soul washed away.
The sea screams your name
Childish in taunting
This sea will not kill me
Silent in wanting.
Why die today
When I can live tommrow
This sea won�t harm me
Its secrets eternal
My sins washed away
I record in my journal.
My family, I miss
I will not falter
This ocean return's me
Through high seas
And water.

Written by zenithquasar77

(Marcus cooke)

Published 3rd Nov 2012

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Re: The Lonely Fisherman�s Prayer

marielavoue (Gypsy Red)

3rd Nov 2012 12:26pm

I have people who have been life long fisherman and this piece speaks true to their plight, their is something profoundly romantic about the sea and the seafarers.

Red

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zenithquasar77 (Marcus cooke)

3rd Nov 2012 3:52pm

oh yes i agree i was thinking about fishermen and oil rig workers yesterday at work and thinking how lonley they may be, missing there familys...i think way to much lol

cheers

marcus