Find me floating along a sea of hopelessness
Resided by the pitiable masses
I float along a river of tears,
Lost in the cries of my anguished peers.

Reach out to me give me your hand
Pull me out of this forsaken land
Where art thou my saving grace
Is there truly no hope for this abandoned race?

I look back to the place where I drew pride
Slowly, slowly it recedes, with every plight.
I stare ahead at the future so bleak
Hand against mouth, I’ve no words to speak.

Hold me, console me, speak of the heavens
Anything to distract me from all these dead ends.
Give me a reprieve if only for a time
Allow me a moment to experience the sublime.

My love, can’t you see?
My own heritage will be the death of me.