The ocean’s red with dawn
Waves wind’s aimless pawns
They batter shore,
Complain in whispers
Salt bonded brothers
Restless sisters
A speck of dust amongst this fire burns
White, gleaming, contradicting force
A sail high into the sky
A captain, lonely, fearsome
Grows out of the deck
With all their might
Amongst storm’s whispers
It’s their last moment, point of no return
The ship’s, the captain’s hope no longer burns
And yet the mast is proud and tall
And still the hands unshaken, firm
A mouth, agape, a hungry maw
The wave, a monster, pure and raw
The ocean’s dark with night
The stillness all bereft of light
A memory, so proud, strong
A captain and their ship, their song!
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