The Submarine by Al B. – Lifeline Oct 2020


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.

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