There was this one ship
And they picked me to be the navigator
and although I didn't have the whip
I knew I would figure out what to do later
The ship sailed
With beauty it was hailed
The passengers danced salute bows
As if there was nothing to worry about
In the middle of the sea
Storms came angrily
The passengers wailed
The crew were running scared
The captain fled and prayed
Nobody cares whether I stayed
The lifeboats were released
Everyone started to leave
And here I stand
alone with my land
And even though I know
where to go
But I don't know
What to do with the dynamo
Because I am not the Head Honcho
Dec 1, 2010
Cindy "Zee" Alvionita
original post:
http://justamelancholiccancer.wordpress.com/2010/12/01/the-ship/
Baca konten-konten menarik Kompasiana langsung dari smartphone kamu. Follow channel WhatsApp Kompasiana sekarang di sini: https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VaYjYaL4Spk7WflFYJ2H
