Toy boat downstream

Tumbling free

Caught in riverbank

Stick tore a hole

Me on the stern

Singing as it sank

Water felt quite warm

And as I was drifting

I thought of home

Tried to stay afloat

But some foul undercurrent

Grabbed a hold of me

Tossed like a doll

Caught in a sprawl

By the undertow

Gathering speed

I need to breath

But I'm dragged below

Struggling on my own

Nowhere is solid

Nowhere is home

Now I've learnt the rules

My burning lungs shall have their

Way or down their tools