older (1960) "Shipwreck"

“Shipwreck”

cji

12/30/18 (1960 was 15)

Black was that night

the wind blowing cold

the sea lashing us with her might

making one feel old;

The ship strained and tightened

then with a sickening roll

we knew she wouldn’t righten

and we all prayed below;

We began to think

as the water poured in

and she began to sink

the sea committed a mighty sin;

A voice roared out

telling us what to do

and not for us to doubt

or we’d get our due;

The mate was right

and as we obeyed

things didn’t look bright

but none were dismayed;

For three long hours

we fought the sea

to save what was ours

and beat the sea;

But all was lost

as our strength ebbed out

many lives the cost

as the sea stood stout;

Brightness gone

pastels now in view

the days gone

night whispers through!

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