Captives

He came across the ocean and landed on their shore, Looked at all the scenery he’d never seen before; But his head was spinning madly and his barefoot feet were sore, So he boarded ship and sailed away to be seen nevermore. It was the strangest evening as the sea breezes did sing, And somewhere in the distance heard bells of freedom ring. He came and went with most he had but left one single thing: A crudely written sign that said “I’ve claimed this for my King”. They’ve waited and they’ve waited through pouring rains and sun; They’ve waited in the mornings long after days were done. Sometimes numbers were waning, sometimes was only one; Though they’ve waited and waited no more boats did ever come. They once held the dinners just near the landing site, Music played and people danced throughout most of the night. Oft’ they’d read the yellow words from the sign that stands upright, But one and all will tell you, now, freedom’s but a fading light. There been funerals, there been newborns as the tides ran high and low, Everyone has got a name though there be not one you know. If you’re ever passing by won’t you stop and say “hello”? They’ll make you feel most welcome and they’ll never let you go!