Monday, 14 January 2019
Jothree
We live or die I swear,
first ones hit the line,
others just don't care,
no drama or lucky stars,
our debts are high,
the journey's always far,
a moon bright under glare,
each place lit with lights,
no one hides in here,
whoever makes a mark,
another wonders why,
there are no easy starts,
lemon fears laid bare,
rusty nails a birthright,
weak are those who share,
danger near or far,
before any whispered sigh,
for every day Jack Tar,
bones are stripped bare,
on walls sweating life,
forget previous dares,
this finishes any rights.
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