Mathew Lewis

Rookie - 0 Points (07 March 1987 / Cape Town)

Fighting Mere Existence

A primrose sun hides the greedy streets,
An ugly path trod by many feet,
Where bootless prayers seek the days gone by,
Too young to live, too old to die.

A savage wind cuts the ocean deep,
Appears to make white horses weep,
And ships are but cradles in the sea,
Whipped back and forth but never free.

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