THE SUBMARINE
Silent, watchful -all eyes on
Guard for peril
A submarine on the surface
Of a dark uncharted sea
A single door open for refreshing air
Slowly, aimless constant driving
A destination unseen
A home forgotten
Alone, furtive and evasive
Alert for dangers unknown
An alarm sounds-
The steel door slams
With echoing reverberations
And silently, once again
I quietly sink beneath the waves
Into The Depths of Self
-Al B.