The Departure

The ship danced in the water
Even as the shoreline receded
Felt we were for the slaughter
As voices over all pleaded
From families we’d been torn
Loved one nothing but memories
For the lives we had we mourn
Elapsed time felt like centuries
In the future I see only pain
My soul weeps at the thought
Sanity I wonder if I can retain
Fear holds my spirit distraught
I miss my home, O’ woe is me!
Will I ever return, alive and free?