poisoned the crew
and took all the gold
to the place he thought
he had always dreamed
of becoming a prince if only
he could sleep at night and not see
the faces of the sailors with dead full
moon eyes waiting for him to become the
captain of the ship that has to sail the seas
of damnation till the the final call to port by the lord.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
Offline) - Published: June 13th, 2019 17:25
- Comment from author about the poem: We often don't want what we think we wanted till we get it.
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments1
Yes, those things we sometimes do we can regret for the rest of our lives.
Very true my friend.
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