the long wait

Written by: jan oskar hansen

The Long Delay 

On glittering morning sea I saw a u-boat surface
covered in barnacles and seaweed.
On its bridge the captain looking onto shore with 
his binocular, scanning the land for enemy activity. 
He saw me and I waved, this he took as sign to
attack and fired off a torpedo.  
On aqua marine a white stripe, and the torpedo 
ploughed into a sandbank but didnĀ“t explode.
The captain shrugged climbed down into his boat
closed the hatch and gave order to dive.
The skipper and his crew, had waited sixty years 
for a vital radio signal: Go back to base.