A ship is sinking fast upon high seas!
It strayed across the ocean waters deep;
The ship is old and crew has some disease;
In stormy climes, afloat, it tries to keep.
The ship wasn't built to take the long journey;
Some captains changed and crew is small in size;
To save the ship, the owners haven't money;
An ice-berg like, it moves causing surprise.
Its many holes should be repaired at once;
Yet, no one sees the urgency at all;
They need to tow it to safety, from guns;
From sinking more, now God alone can stall.
The ship entered a shark-infested place;
Salvaged, if then, the ship can stay in race!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-03-2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem