Ocean ordeal

Amidst the storm
All the fish are gone
And all our nets are torn
And all our boats are leaking
And all the children are born
And all the children are crying
We can't feed them
Because, all the fish are gone

Amidst the scare
All the money were robbed
And there comes rain
We curse the rain, but we have nothing to gain
We don't know what's coming
Because, all our money are gone

Wake up in the morning
Get back to sleep.

Stay late at night
Do nothing but thinking

During the day
Day-dreaming
During the night
Still sleeping

Sleeping still
Dreaming
Refusing to deal
With the ocean ordeal

--syamsulhasran