the currents sweep us where they will
and things oft not be as they seem
some people are irreplaceable
regardless of choice or meansoh how differently we would do
be we the criminal or the crime
we drift away from what’s important
in the ebb and flow of timewe wound ourselves avoiding pain
and drift along through grey and grim
but we can still yet smile again
if we have still have the will to swim
April 2013