sea of green and one lone
grey building stands mute
amongst the reeds
lonely, broken, empty home
free from the burden of a
family, soulless and eternal
lazy drifts by the boats
and ships destined to
other-where, as poor jack
stays behind to watch
with six sick sad eyelids
drooping and pleading
in silence
Remember! Do not forget!
but
who can halt the current
past the house that once
thought he was a palace
and even thou one
boat one person one empty
vessel on his sea-sick
weary bark may heed the
cry
the river flows on
and none may return
**note on the formatting**
I wrote this as one long sentence in my journal. The line breaks you see here are where I jumped to the next line. This is exactly how it looks in my little book.
