Chatterbox Beside The Sea

Timid how the candle burns
To question this, among the oceans churn
Why have we all turned away
To cling to life among the clay

Foreshadowing all that cares, and lives
To utter sermons as we forgive
Liberty I’ve bound your spell
Alas the day, I came to tell

Timid be those seeds you find in me
Chatterbox beside the sea
Misery breeds among your deeds
Alas they know impure needs

Quall the question’s I have learned
Among the echoed fires burned
To question this before my sight
And linger here, within your slender light

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