How long on the lapping waters <br />Crowded, hungry and cold <br />Each heave of the boat and we thought <br />This flimsy bucket couldn't hold. <br /> <br />Night after night, we huddled and prayed <br />Mother don't weep if you don't hear from me <br />Now, only now will I come to know if <br />I shall ever be free. <br /> <br />On my this boat from yonder troubled land <br />I packed my mind, body, dreams <br />To try and reach that far beach. <br /> <br />Like specks of sand that wait for tides <br />Like stars that crowd the sky <br />And leaves that tumble from the trees <br />We try, we fight, we survive <br />And we have often asked ourselves why <br />Destiny has passed us by. <br /> <br />Now comes the lightening of the dawn <br />Another day for destiny's pawn.<br /><br />Rani Turton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/boats-from-troubled-lands/
