I thought this white boat sits quiet on the blue waters
From afar, she rests in silence
She dances reluctantly, to-and-fro
A little 'pompong' pushes her asunder
The cargo sidelines her from the lines
Not as I thought
Sunburn, see breeze and salty haze
Rust her away bit by bit like a rotten bird
She sneezes so silently on the sea
But she sits beautifully
And everyone admires her
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Author:
Osei Zion (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: 'Pompong' = Traditional boat in Indonesia. Relate to a world where other lives seem the coolest yet with sores.
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