the cabin boy

Jon Nakapalau

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.

  • Author: Jon Nakapalau (Offline 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
  • Views: 6
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  • Goldfinch60

    Yes, those things we sometimes do we can regret for the rest of our lives.



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