right off the map

[fledgist]

 

we sail upon the shallowest of seas
in all directions are sharp reefs and rocks
a voice from shoreline always fleers and mocks

in the far distance islands thick with trees
but howling creatures wait there on the docks
we sail upon the shallowest of seas

there's too much danger from the lightest breeze
we're trapped by nature in some sort of box
and all too eager for the noise and shocks
we sail upon the shallowest of seas