There I stood on that deserted beach,
Watching the turbulent ocean rage.
Staring into the endless sea,
A glimpse of something I could not, but see.
A light was approaching me from afar.
And as it drew closer, a vision brightened me.
My heart filled with hope, with joy and with colour.
For I will be rescued and known for my valour.
Stranded on this island for years and years,
I finally can once again taste freedom.
A possibility of hope and a window of opportunities,
open in my near future, free from obscurity.
But as the boat neared, the sea turned rough.
It flung the poor thing towards the shore.
But under the water, surrounding the coast,
Were barbarous rocks, and the boat was toast.
At that very moment, freedom flashed before my eyes.
And there I was left with no more than I had.
All of that episode was for nothing but to tempt.
Fate\'s sly attempt at torment was destined to be my end.
Or so I thought, with a broken heart.
But after all, not all hope was lost.
A little far off, amidst the rocks,
There bloomed a raft, and I was shocked.
A whole year hence, now I still live.
To tell the tale of my whole ordeal.
Had I lost hope and succumbed to my fears,
My life would surely have ended in tears.