Of bliss awaken this rat-tattered day,

In roads deep furrowed my home is not.

So conveniently I stray.

To deep for retrieving.

Trawler pass concealing.

Water earth congealing.

Drunken gobs port of healing.

In ocean deep, mollusk mothers nurture pebbles,

orphan souls hard as quartz manifest in time as rebels.

Darker hewn of precious price,

legend dies while world turns thrice.

Heralding intrigue of pungent dross

Dominatrix of Roman cross

Pain cruel currency of my island.