Shipwreck
SHIPWRECK
Along the shore lies shallow shoals,
beneath the waves and not exposed.
Laying in wait to seal the fate,
of some unsuspecting captain.
Then comes the sound of scraping sand,
upon the boards beneath the water.
The boat rounds up on her quarter,
and the captain sees flashes of his wife and daughter.
Orders are shouted sailors are ousted
The boat soon to flounder
They must work to save or end in their grave
Some to young for this to be done
Then up comes the swell,
like waves out of hell.
Their power is tremendous,
and their destruction is endless.
Horrid the sound as the waves pound,
splintering the timber from deep within her.
Up comes the shout we’ve done our bought,
No more time to fight just to turn and flight.
Take to the water and swim for your lives,
We have wives at home not wanting to be alone.
Let the waves have no quarter,
Swim for the shore, strife for your life.
But the sea shows no mercy,
With the roaring of waves,
As she carries men to their graves.
Not one to be saved.
The morning sun rises and with seas subsided.
Now nothing to show of the fear and the fright.
No one will know how the men fought their fight,
going toe to toe with an unbeatable foe.
I’m a man of the sea god please take care of me.
Copyright © Grahame Mahrer | Year Posted 2019
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