I had a point,
I had a purpose,
Had a position.
I sailed the seas,
I saw its secrets,
I’ve seen its storms.
I had a mast,
I had a mission,
I had a meaning.
I’ve had owners,
I’ve had lovers,
And I’ve had loss.
I carried crew,
I captured crabs,
I cut through currents.
I’ve had bottles,
Bashed and broken,
Upon my bow.
I have learned,
I have listened,
And I have laughed.
I have seen,
Sometimes sunk,
But have survived.
But now I sit,
For now I’m scrap,
No more to salvage.
So now I sit
And split the sides,
Seeping seams.
I had my worth,
I had the world,
I had no worries.
Now I’ve no point,
Now I’ve no purpose,
Now no position.