Landlubber

Landlubber Yes we sailed on the blue briny water, watched those sharks that swam in the deep. Trimmed the sails for the wind`s sou`east quarter, then a storm swift upon us did sweep. Too many sheets were up in the rigging, the main mast it snapped and was gone. Three men no longer were living, dragged drowning to where no sun had shone. The rudder was smashed and as we came about, the sea surged o`er the port side. We`d sink to the bottom I`d never a doubt, I lived though many they died. Still water it came, but we weren`t alone, as I clung to a spar in the swell. Around me the injured and dying did moan, while those sharks they fed bloody well. I hung there so frozen in terror, as one nudged and tasted my feet. Passed over this one made an error? or he`d just had his fill of fresh meat? Days passed with time never ending, till sand came up under my feet. No more sailing the sea or sail mending, a landlubber I`ll be if we meet. by D H Johnson. ..a bad dream remembered............... https://www.youtube.com/edit?o=U&video_id=Ip4sybVLx94