The Lone Sea Captain Poem by Philo Yan

A ship with many life buoys
A crew of one I see
A captain turning starboard
On the wide blue open sea

Drifting castaways, aplenty
Your goal is, 'guide them out'
it is in your blueprint plan
and that is without a doubt

Ferry them to dry land
he would achieve his plan
Docking at the harbor
Fleeting moments spare
To sea he goes again
Another cruise, nowhere

He scans the distant horizon,
nearest here to farthest there
to search and finally rescue
more castaways there be.
And the thing which is of beauty,
He does it all for free.