This house has become
a ship in a raging storm
will its furious waves
restore or deform?
restore or deform?
Raising flags
and rising voices
heard amidst
discordant noises-
the sea water
sprays tears
diffusing
fervent fears.
The sky darkens
The sky darkens
waves crash
and hearts thrash
in a rib cage:
the rib cage
is this dwelling
this home,
floating on troubled waters
floating on a sea unknown.
I wonder
will we fall in
here on the brink-
will we sink
or will we swim?