A Moment of Our Time
By Bryan Roskams.
The old man sat all alone
Staring out to sea
He was sitting on a fish box
That stood on the boatyard quay
Tears were rolling down his cheeks
As he thought about his past
The girls he loved so long ago
And his time before the mast.
He was just a lad of fifteen years
When he joined the “Bramble Haze”
She was a broken down old coaster,
And she’d seen much better days.
Six months upon her decks
Was all that he could stand,
So he joined up with a seagoing ship,
And became a good deck hand.
He travelled the world to many lands
And slept with countless girls
Some times he came back on board
To find crabs in his pubic curls.
He’d fought and swore and got drunk
From Gibraltar to Hong Kong,
And sometimes he’d been thrown in jail
For doing nothing wrong.
After twenty years with the merchant fleet
He left to settle down,
He married a girl from his home town
Her name was Susie Brown.
They had five kids who all grew up
And scattered far and wide,
He met them all at the funeral
When his wife just suddenly died,
Sorry we’ve not been around Dad,
But you know the bottom line,
We’re all so busy with our lives
We never seem to have the time.
The old man got up slowly
His wife was on his mind,
She was the only one who knew him,
But she’d left him far behind.
He walked towards the water's edge,
And with a smile upon his face
He disappeared beneath the waves
And left the human race.
Now the moral of this story
Is very plain to see,
It strikes a chord in all of us,
Including you and me.
You can give your money
And your goods
'Cos it makes us feel sublime,
But the most precious gift
That we can share
Is a moment of our time.
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