Under the Sea, by Glyn Philpot (England) 1918
I was born on a boat of rock,
a boat of silent anger.
Don’t rock the boat,
don’t tell the world
what you think.
Don’t make mistakes,
you won’t survive a boat
that rocks and capsizes.
I was born on a boat
that might not float
on the ocean of denial.
I cut the ropes that tied
me to the boat, and sunk
to deck the ocean floor,
a rigid rock of lies,
a suicide of sorrow.
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