The direction of my life
An empty binnacle
Head strong and heading nowhere fast
Stubborn like a windblown mast
In a maelstrom of scattered thought

Fair ye well, I fair not
Tumult and chaos in endless bound
Tossed and torn asunder, I am
On this wave less drift aground
To sail a path I have not found

From the crow’s nest, view
My hopes all drown
Beyond the arc of the horizon
Sets life’s frown
There lies the compass of my life

Marcus McKinley

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