Waylay This Far Traveled 'ship Of Blame.' Poem by Michael Gale

A captured heart doth' shown to me her fondness's gift to me...
A smilling way for all and one, to happily see of thee.
Spirited advance of wayward hope...
Not bested as it's advanced a'risen slope.
Refreshen all thy couraged heart
to beat it's fashioned faith...
Cast off all this unfettered shame.
mute and stagnate that unwanted evil'd wraith,
Rid all to weigh that wasted shame.
Through God Almighty t'will i n'ee'r begrudgingly-
-shed brightened light upon
that 'Waylaid Ship Of Blame.'
Wayfare this trip to wasted death...
Renew this shipfull refreshioned breath.