Releasing Secrets of the Deep
Rip tied minds from creative distraction
Moored in ways the eyes cannot fathom
Sedated in waves of nagging satisfaction
Dragging advancement back into the current
While basking audiences wail and wish it weren’t
Insolent victims kick to keep from drifting
Still, desperately grasping for status quo
Life preserved is a life deterring buoy
For the indiscriminately indisposed
Refusing to see an enemy in any of their foes
Thoroughly soaked in peer pressure residue
Artistically destitute
Left to clean up
What was said to be best to do
Aspiring writers anchored hands
Keep them from syncing their dreams to their plans
Packed in can, and can’t, be saids
Chronicle the comical conch on the head
When meant to be
Sent out to seize
Adventure and mentalities
Without determined destinies
Or means for navigation
Other than the steady breeze
Of intrigues fascination
And a notion to confide in
What lies under
The horizon
Surrendered to Poseidon
Cost of monotony fractured
Loss of concentration
Purposely captured
Plucked from the stagnant
In charming fragments
Who should deserve
Such a handsome ransom
Or bow to be served
A stern kick to the transom
For any sort of piracy
Harbored in privacy
Save for drunken anthem
Mutiny or defeat
Rally to the fleet
I do intend to make a stand
I will not die
With my sword in your hand
Surrender only to the land
My pen, my mind my mouth
Until the siren drown me out
My solemn vow to keep
Releasing secrets of the deep
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