Commerce my friend; held without air, <br />and modern day spoils purdge against. <br />Such beasts to rime lanced blood begot, <br />and effort boils from life skined each man. <br />From salt a cure to hide nooks manifesto, <br />and at sea the bird is no longer our friend. <br /> <br />Commerce my friend; I know too dredge, <br />and fear lies deep as sleep...your ocean.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/commerce-my-friend/
