Adrift On the Currents and Tide

Broken away from my mooring
Adrift on the currents and tide 

My homeland is so far away 
In the dark isolation, I abide
All lines severed or broken 
I can't connect with my tribe 

The last open route has sentries 
There's no money for the bribe 
Risk leads to more uncloaking
Further exposure, I won't dare 

One way to end the peril
Light it up like a signal flare
Presently needing an exit
Without benefit, all is lost

Still assessing each situation 
Just to tally the pain and cost
Action needed to acquire peace 
Being frozen in place is not relief 

Driving on through more hardships
Pertinent to eluding more grief 
Facing and vanquishing barriers 
Builds confidence and strength 

Apprehending my own comfort 
Worth a voyage of any length 
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