Fellow Sailors - Poem by Dean Meredith
I have good news and bad
Our captain has issued new orders
Our enemy is almost upon us
Our lights unmissable through the mist
We are outnumbered and outgunned
Those quests for treasure, beyond our grasp
Now it’s simply life or death
Which will it be?
We fight for ourselves and each other
Or resign our lives to slavery
What will it be me bonnie hearties?
Me bonnie lassies, what will it be?
A short-lived life but fought to the end
Or the questionable comforts of a prisoner
Wretched but alive, wretched but alive
What will it be me hearties?
Heaven in chains or hell with wings
No right answer, nothing perfect
The prisoner’s lot is a tough one
Hoist the sails me bonnie hearties
Set course for our fears
And the hopes of our dreams!
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