Demon Seas, Part 6 - Poem by Captain Cur
I hold no men dear,
the ones I trust are few,
even in those loyal eyes,
just a vapid friendship grew;
yet in each a brimstone tear
exposing the revulsion deep within,
that pries wide open each wet eye
and holds firm the lid,
and in those glassy candid scopes
that undeniably bare
the bondage that their flesh respects,
is the bondage of their fear.
In this swoon my heart cut open,
I say the briefest prayer,
to a god I should love and worship
but it is god that I dare.
In this momentary weakness
exposing my pain to them,
of a scared, beaten, trembling child
who all that see condemn.
and in this rejected child,
the child with no name,
in this pillaged child
lived the beast I could not tame.
Again I call out to you,
on that sweet island sand.
Tell me I am your Captain!
Tell me I am your man!
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