Bottles floated along desperate seas
SOSs played the tune of sorrow
For the survivors
Waifs in the waves
Uplifted
Transported to parts unknown
Off to the hinterland
Hindering the lay of the land
They fell
Confused
But completely unharmed
Why would they be where they are?
But where are they, they wondered.
Why?
Where else but right now?
Confused, but completely unharmed.
Make the best of the opportunity
right now.
Feel the rhythm
Feel the groove
The jazz of the city.
One rose to the top
amidst the harbingers of fame
fortune and glory.
Kick rocks.
Shine box.
Shove a man in the trunk if he dares bring up the past.
We are living now!
For the now!
This is ours!
Quiet.
We miss the sea.
Floating.
It was nice there.
Deadly, but nice.
Peaceful.
The city is not peaceful, and not nice either.
Take me back to my biggest fear.
Sharks on the horizon.
