Odysseus [2] Poem by Gert Strydom

The sea smashes angry,
thundering against your ship
with gigantic waves that gale strong
wants to crush the poop, the keel

before you fall into the dark depths
and with brute force you are spitted out,
naked stripped from all clothes
you lay half confused, streched out
on a unknown beach

where a princess and her girl friends
do find you and do have compassion
and they and the people of that country,
even the ruler
do lend a hand

so that you can sail back
to your own place
and your roaming journey
can come to an end.