Prisoners at sea
Awash on shores un-free
Uncertain of what's to be
Confined by fears of all
that others might look to see
Reflections of this become
the we of every me
Not men as islands
but deserted all the same
Not lost, but undiscovered
Washed-up in waving blame
Not convicted, nor conflicted
Not tried or true
Just tame
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