Dawn
Fishnets hauled up
Under the amber sun
Dark silhouette
Out on a darkened sea
No friendly lights of home
There you stand-alone
Fear gone in the chemical waves
Pride and hope burned away
Trawling crawling fisherman
Don’t care nor give a damn
Where you are, or where you go
Its just how much he needs to know?
It’s Dawn if anyone cares to ask
While pulling at the nets
Fifteen years and lost at sea
Seems cruel in any time
Her captain beats her tired limbs
Her dealer takes reward
Her punter takes her on the sea
Then casts her overboard
It’s Dawn if anyone wants to ask
And care seems to be a stupid word
To describe a life of a scalded child
Now blistering in to womanhood
Dare you look into her eyes?
Under that amber lamplight hue
Then go about your sad cruel act
With Dawn looking down on you
Never a kiss from a loving man
Never a real embrace
Never loved from cradle to grave
Just Dawn on another day
Sunday, 11 December 2011
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