Barren Land

Those were the days of lightning and rum

We’d sneak to the cliffs where the smugglers had come

Watch them secure their contraband

That would support the people in that barren land

Some claimed their actions were a felony

That didn’t mean much to you or me

For without it, children like us would starve

Never to realize the life they’d carve

Now we are gone from that treacherous cove

Smuggling no longer provides a treasure trove

The footsteps we left in the meager sand

Disappeared with the storms in that barren land

We left and went our separate ways

Chose to forget those lean, hard days

But a bond is forged when you share a fight

And I still think of you in the dark of night