Into the sea this bottle I toss,
My only possesion; I'll suffer no loss,
Now ready to throw I cast it on out,
I pitch it to surf and suppress my doubt,
Hoping and praying in my lonely mind,
That somebody soon my bottle will find,
Then they will know that I'm lost at sea,
This sea of all peoples called humanity.
By Joshua Sutton
Written: June 12, 1999