And The Sailors Fled... Poem by Aneek Chatterjee

When the sky turned red
near our favorite town, all sailors fled
the turbulent sea

You and me
standing on the innocent deck
looked up to see

the fire in anguish.
And the ship, near our favorite town,
in disarray.

Wished we could play
the guitar to bring back the tune of courage
or sing our favorite song

But the wind was strong
on the dark sea, near our favorite town
and the sailors fled …


We also decided
to quit; and thank our fledgling courage;
could we deny time, place and the dark age?


(12/11/2017)