Surrender! The pirate God yells To frantic me On my little canoe With nothing but closed fists for protection Against the towering boat above. My hopes to reach my dreams, An island paradise, dashed With my boat sinking, insufficient to get me there Sinking from every self-doubt I poked through it Surrender! He calls again Looking all fierce and untame But what if he doesn’t go the direction I want? I wonder, as the water seeps in, pooling at my feet. I had followed the course laid out towards success But now I’m sinking With an intruder Telling me to give him all I’ve got Surrender! Finger pointing, calling to me I’m scared and unsure Unable to help myself. So I stand in the wet canoe Accepting my fate Knowing at least I’ll be dry Even if we don’t go where I thought I should.