Seven seas of solitude (2008)
The world didn't value my gift
I was a stranger adrift
not a special loved one, faith didn't lift
envy was bitter and swift.
From the angels received
instructions for building an ark
the court room was deaf to defence
like Cain I had my curse mark.
Condemned to live in exile
I was an outcast subdued,
sailing the vast seven seas
of my solitude.
I never took root in this land
starved like a rose in the sand
I did not want to soil my clean hand
in the war I did not understand.