Ecclesiastes 6:9 

9 Better is the sight of the eyes than the wandering of desire.
This also is vanity and grasping for the wind.

Waiting for a rescue … self deep involved

The victims are I and me … in the wreck of my life

A self-appointed captain with issues unresolved

Floating in the up and down in all storms of strife

Once I was a sailor but wanted so much more

Somehow I reached the top of my made-up desire

From serving all regularly in what I hungered for

Has now become reality with a conscience seared by fire

Giving orders left and right … dragging others with me

If I have to burn … I surely won’t be alone

Victims of circumstance who hungered to be free

Until I meddled in their lives dried them to the bone

Jan Wienen