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A Ship Adrift

Occasionally, I come across a poem that is interesting and wanted to share this one.

“Caution!” howls the wind as the gale starts to blow.
The third mast is down and over the side; morale is low.
Dangers lie ahead; hidden by the swaying waves,
But the captain drives the crew to some destination he craves.
 
“With all haste, man the oars!” shouts the captain to his crew.
Other orders follow to the reviving few.
Hours turn to days; the storm does not break.
Now is not the time for a single mistake!
 
Hearts grow faint without a compass by day or stars by night.
Survival forces most to look for any respite.
Where is the savior they so desperately pray?
Why should another life be destroyed and tossed away?
 
The ship remained adrift for many days in an unsettling sea.
The exhausted crew begins to contemplate mutiny.
The battered hull begins to seep water when they all hear
The captain say “Be of good cheer.  We have nothing to fear.”
 
The rest of the story remains a mystery of late.
That ship has still not arrived at its destination to date.
With three masts down and sails torn and distrust settling in,
The ship floats helplessly with beaten men spread too thin.
 
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April 9, 2012 - Posted by | Poem

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