The sea of glory waits for the king,
But venture in it will he?
Or wait by shore for it to come,
He is uncertain if the outcome.
To sail deep in ocean blue,
Maybe to die out in the cold dew.
To live on this tiny island,
Safe but something he knew.
And he got bored with it, seeing the same all over again.
There were so much he wanted to see.
Filled with greed he went to sea,
But his skeleton. Drifted back, to join the other fleshness horde.
Along the sea shore.