Restless Evermore Poem by T. R. Crissian

I wrote this poem shortly after reading the book 'The Legend of Luke' by
writer Brian Jacques. (Very inspiring book.)

Waters rush,
Wind blows cold,
Dashing the ship to shreds,
This story no soul hath ever read.

Their lives were lost at sea,
All of them but me.

Dark 'twas the night,
As our ship sank,
Oh, What a sad depressing sight!

I reached the shore,
Looking above, down and around for my mates,
Alas!

It was not to be,
For in the storm their lives were taken,
Down to the crushing abyss of the dark sea.

Now their is and was forgotten,
As they sank down,
Evermore to sleep,
Down in the crushing abyss of the dark sea,
Their soul forever restless to reach me.