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'Radio' - Anonymous (Year 12)

He has an ocean behind his eyes.

A violent ocean, that storms and rages,

whipped by fierce winds.

And on that raging sea sails a ship.

A ship tossed by waves and beaten by gusts

- the next swell could be its last.

The ship’s captain is locked in the hold.

Locked in with his cargo, his fears, his rats

and a damp, broken radio.

Hoarse, he calls a final, desperate ‘mayday’.

He’s heard for miles, but no one listens:

they’ve heard that one before.

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