In Irons

by Samuel De Lemos


My voyage
is in shambles.
Worked so hard and
In a twinkling of an eye,
I’m at square one.

I don’t know why
Things turn out
The way they do?

I pray for direction
And fortitude.

You know my heart,
Oh God.

Things can
Always be worse,

I understand the
Of consequential

Nothing about this
Is dignified,

Nothing about my
Plight exists
Right now,

Other than
Momentary grief.

It’s time to start over,
And get a fresh wind.

I’m stuck in irons and
Need to release
My rudder,

While I
Set sail for
A better place.