Ship of Fools

Oh wily captive of mine, carried along, encapsulated in time. You'll not be empty whilst churning about Nor you'll be free until I pluck you out. Beware lest you bank when the sea is calm, for i've captured this ship and I hold the helm. Persevere if you must, though i'll not free your souls, I'ts the price for to pay with your lives you did gloat. Your fleeting ship is confined forever more, accept thine own fate, ne'er treasure aboard. Your ship remain's entombed, there's cracks and there's fissures, no hope will there be, to hold onto or measure. Your soul's shall rest at the bottom of the sea, I've exacted my revenge , farewell my liege. This was a picture inspired poem. Of a ship in a bottle floating on the ocean.