Staying afloat

Which part of the boat are you
What purpose have you
The docks are restless

This ship is huge each story true
tells a chapter in the biography of you
The water out there is full of people and animals

There is no special time of the day
No specific location
Where if you stand and pray
the meaning of life will fall on you like rain

So which tool in the box are you
what is your use
The machines are anxious for repair

This factory is gigantic and each floor
supports the nature of each sentiment in your core
The workers out there are swimming in the water

There are no lifeguards or floating debris that might
save the aimless paddlers as for their lives they fight
Each wave comes like the back to work bell
The factory itself has drowned in the swell

And with each stroke of the workers arms through the water
with each breathe, each piece of hope in their survival driven thought