Nobody

A line of baby turtles
Make their way to the water
They shuffle and wade to the shore line
Just like their father

Marching one by one they
Notice someone's missing
They spot some gaps, caused by traps
Survivors count their blessings

Don't look back, look straight ahead
Keep focused on the deep blue sea
Twenty siblings have just now
Become no more than three

Birds will do what they do
Crabs are some foul ones too
Nobody steers
No one appears
Nobody will look out for you

Three little turtles
Make it past that dry land
Home-free and safe at last
No more of that dirty sand

Take it in, try to swim
Saltwater feels like it belongs
On the shell and on the tail
Swimming can make you feel so strong

Birds will do what they do
Crabs are some foul ones too
Nobody steers
No one appears
Nobody will look out for you

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Writer(s): Squiggly Lines
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