This Gift Of Independence Poem by RIC BASTASA

think
of the happiest Christmas you ever had,

it was when you were once a child,
sitting on Santa's lap, and he told you
you were such a good child,
and that you deserved
all the gifts you received
as rewards of

an obedient servant

think about it and then
compare what you are now,

one, who just had his own wings
flapping in the air
of your own
confidence,

you dive at sea, somewhere in the pacific
it is all sea,
no island, even a shadow of land,
nothing

and your wings are tired
and it will be Christmas,
tomorrow,

this is what you get
for getting away from
society

an ocean
and sky.