Your naked feet stand at the waters edge,
yes I see the tide has struck your toes
But this is the sea of pain
it is littered with real human misery
Turn away, seek haven in the dunes
the breeze that warms you, is my voice
There are tiny diamonds of hope
random jewels concealed within the sand
Hear their sound,
that is not seagulls in torture
Your caring hands can be of assistance,
you are needed back home
Count the tiny fibres of fortune,
comb and groom your luck
Feel the circular chips of love,
stacked high on a light green table of velvet
Before you fade back into the city lights,
watch the crashing waves of affliction
Remember this visit.
never again confuse sadness with torment
Feel how dry your thoughts are,
others are drowning, their plight acute
Remember not the location of this beach,
steer others from its leaking path
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