The wind blows over the ocean.
It sends the boat along.
It sends the boat its destiny
Within a pirate's song.
Come one, come all,
The lyrics say,
To join us on this glorious day,
But better to rewrite what's said
To come one, come all
To be as dead.
For though the sky may shine with sun,
The clouds will come to cover anon,
And with those clouds will come the rain,
And by a Beast you shall be slain.
For from the depths the Beast shall come
And grab you in its claws
And drag you down to the ocean floor,
Where your bones shall lie forever more.
And none shall know your sorry tale,
But over your grave the boats shall sail.
And those that join you in your state
Are those that have also chosen their fate.
For by sailing over the ocean,
When the sky fills with rain,
You'll meet your end,
For with the Beast,
There's no doubt you'll be slain.
About the Creator
Shae R
Just a writer aiming for the stars... even though they're balls of fire and gas and I wouldn't survive getting anywhere near them let alone actually reaching them. In other words: hello, yes, this is a thing.
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